My Memorial confession
Today kicks off The Memorial Tournament week here in my hometown, and I have a confession. Though I used to look forward to this week all winter long, I am no longer excited about having a great pro tournament in my backyard.
Having attended the event almost every year for a decade, the novelty has worn off. I no longer make sure I buy weekly patron badges, and I no longer plan my work schedule around the ideals days and times to attend. I feel as though I have already seen every type of shot made by every type of golfer on every hole, and I actually now have a slight preference for watching the event on TV from the comfort of my living room.
Perhaps when my kids get a little older and get into golf, I will have the joy of sharing the event with them. But, right now, I have become a bit of a Memorial Tournament scrooge. Is there something wrong with my golf-loving gene, or is this perhaps actually healthy?
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