My Guilty Pleasure ; You Expect an You Wouldn't Expect It of an Erudite Man of Letters but Bolger Likes Dermot Bolger Likes Nothing More Than 18 Holes Even If He a (Even If He Is a Hacker!) [Eire Region]
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IT is time I faced facts - I will never don football boots and run out at Wembley, the San Siro or the Nou Camp. Tolka Park is probably out of the question and even an epidemic of swine flu, beriberi and bubonic plague would not convince Giovanni Trapattoni to pick me for Ireland while there are still pensioners with plastic hips available.
But, in contrast to soccer, the odd thing about golf is that, after this week's British Open, mere hackers like me - or at least hackers with StgPounds 210 to spare for the green fees - can play the exact same fairways that Tiger Woods, Padraig Harrington and (to salute an Irish achievement in qualifying) David Higgins will walk in Turnberry this week. Yes, we can play the landmark ninth hole with its tee box on a cliff, with waiting rocks below, and be able to tell our grandchildren that we lost golf balls in special places.See the full content of this document
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My Guilty Pleasure ; You Expect an You Wouldn't Expect It of an Erudite Man of Letters but Bolger Likes Dermot Bolger Likes Nothing More Than 18 Holes Even If He a (Even If He Is a Hacker!) [Eire Region]
There is a term for poor golfers like me - bunnies. We are not to be confused with bunny girls - a younger species who allegedly spend long hours romping in deep beds with an octoge-narianamed Hugh. For us bunnies life is more about 'fore' than foreplay. We rarely romp but we do spend long hours in the deepest...
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