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Message: [QUOTE="Hans Sprungfeld, post: 4028215, member: 181"] I played through my teen years, when it was mostly free and I had all kinds of time. Since summer '73, very little, and that's okay by me. My last round was a baseball-themed fundraiser a dozen years ago, and I got grouped with a guy who similar to you counted every stroke. Everybody who teed off after us ended playing through. Our guy broke 80 on both nines, and scored somewhere in the high 140s. It was excruciating, though partially redeemed by being so surreal. When we got back to the clubhouse, people were heading out of the parking lot. The awards had been given out, and as for lunch, there were only 2 incomplete hot dogs sitting in a warming tray. All other food had been cleared. Three Fridays from now, I'll be going to an Irish wake to celebrate the life of the guy who organized the tournament (and so much more) to benefit so many others. He died 9 months ago at 60 or so. Riffing on John LeCarre's "Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy," I've already lauded him in written condolences as "Tummler, Fresser, Macher, Mensch." Long ago, I forgave him for putting me in that foursome, but I wish he were around so I could remind him that he did so. I caddied at the club where I grew up playing and saw endless varieties of what's in this thread. Every single golf shot is an encounter with the player's self. The ways that players inflate, reduce, and manipulate their scores is certainly revealing. [/QUOTE]