Sports have many mechanics that make them interesting. With golf, what makes it very interesting are the people who play it. Technicalities aside, the game is commonly played by rich men and sometimes women. A perspective that does not get often examined is in from the caddy.
These are the people who carry around the clubs that the player needs to use. In a sense this job can somehow be considered as a sidekick of sorts. David Irwin has written a more poignant perspective about the game in a book called The Last Caddy who happens to be the main protagonist, Frank Carter.
Make no mistake, caddies make a ton of money too, if they are with the right player. They serve as the guys who carry the clubs and provide moral support giving insightful advice, if warranted. Just like the player, they know the game like the backs of their hands. These men are not hired by the country club, they are more of independent contractors, above everything else.
Being the observer makes for good stories. The protagonist on this one, apparently knew every golfer in the club, from the best players to the drunks. Golf has always been for elite men which has dated back to 15th century Scotland royalty. This is for those who have the free time to swing balls in 18 holes, while the peasants earn a living.
Another character mentioned in the synopsis is Tommy Wilson. He is a young man to whom Frank, the old, almost retiring caddy shares his stories to. The plot also revolves around Frank not getting as many gigs in his job due to golf carts. Yes, replaced by an inanimate object. Somehow the concept is very reminiscent of how technology will eventually render human work and service obsolete.
The sport is now losing more players than ever for many reasons. One, the money involved in a country club membership is just not at all reasonable. The working class and the age bracket that used to earn a lot, enough to allot both time and money to play golf two decades ago, is not able to do so now. A young person who plays this sport, at this age, also probably has a trust fund.
The charm lies with how beautiful it is to reminisce events that are exclusive to only a particular era. Through the eyes of a Frank, these events can range from good, bad, ugly to maybe even completely incredible. A story can just take you about anywhere. The stories that Frank shares have a humorous twist with a touch of heart, which gives the readers something to relate to regardless if they know golf or not.
Frank, the protagonist, has done a great job in reminiscing his story in a poignant manner that would even make non golf readers chuckle. This book is probably the closest thing anyone has to experiencing the life being smack dab in the middle of the lifestyle involved in playing the sport. For those who used to play the game, the resemblance in the protagonists stories would stir a longing to play again.
This book has so much potential in being one that can accurately portray, in a modest angle, the stories that surround the very exclusive world of golf, rich people and country clubs in New Hampshire. The only ones playing it would be the kids with the trust funds or those that plan on going pro. This sport is at a huge risk of actually dying.
These are the people who carry around the clubs that the player needs to use. In a sense this job can somehow be considered as a sidekick of sorts. David Irwin has written a more poignant perspective about the game in a book called The Last Caddy who happens to be the main protagonist, Frank Carter.
Make no mistake, caddies make a ton of money too, if they are with the right player. They serve as the guys who carry the clubs and provide moral support giving insightful advice, if warranted. Just like the player, they know the game like the backs of their hands. These men are not hired by the country club, they are more of independent contractors, above everything else.
Being the observer makes for good stories. The protagonist on this one, apparently knew every golfer in the club, from the best players to the drunks. Golf has always been for elite men which has dated back to 15th century Scotland royalty. This is for those who have the free time to swing balls in 18 holes, while the peasants earn a living.
Another character mentioned in the synopsis is Tommy Wilson. He is a young man to whom Frank, the old, almost retiring caddy shares his stories to. The plot also revolves around Frank not getting as many gigs in his job due to golf carts. Yes, replaced by an inanimate object. Somehow the concept is very reminiscent of how technology will eventually render human work and service obsolete.
The sport is now losing more players than ever for many reasons. One, the money involved in a country club membership is just not at all reasonable. The working class and the age bracket that used to earn a lot, enough to allot both time and money to play golf two decades ago, is not able to do so now. A young person who plays this sport, at this age, also probably has a trust fund.
The charm lies with how beautiful it is to reminisce events that are exclusive to only a particular era. Through the eyes of a Frank, these events can range from good, bad, ugly to maybe even completely incredible. A story can just take you about anywhere. The stories that Frank shares have a humorous twist with a touch of heart, which gives the readers something to relate to regardless if they know golf or not.
Frank, the protagonist, has done a great job in reminiscing his story in a poignant manner that would even make non golf readers chuckle. This book is probably the closest thing anyone has to experiencing the life being smack dab in the middle of the lifestyle involved in playing the sport. For those who used to play the game, the resemblance in the protagonists stories would stir a longing to play again.
This book has so much potential in being one that can accurately portray, in a modest angle, the stories that surround the very exclusive world of golf, rich people and country clubs in New Hampshire. The only ones playing it would be the kids with the trust funds or those that plan on going pro. This sport is at a huge risk of actually dying.
About the Author:
Read the book The Last Caddy from David Irwin. If you are a fan of golf, make sure you visit the website of this publisher at http://burnhampub.com.
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