I’ve never been one for high society. I find myself more aligned with simpler folks. This isn’t just about social status; it’s also a matter of personal taste. The elite’s uniforms of pastels and pleated shorts don’t appeal to me. I prefer comfortable jeans and relaxed company. However, there’s one thing that bridges the gap: golf.
Gathering with friends on the green, equipped with a cooler (perhaps larger than regulations allow), and swinging clubs—that’s appealing. Golf, to me, is about the outdoors, the tranquility, and the satisfying ‘crack’ of a well-hit drive. It’s about measuring distances with my trusty 8 iron and contemplating the next shot. It’s about the challenge, the occasional fear of the cup, and the elation when the ball finally drops. Even my lack of skill is part of the charm; it’s an outdoor chess match. These are the elements that make golf special to me.
Recently, though, this sanctuary has been disrupted. The tee box, in particular, has become a source of unease. As a golfer prone to slicing or missing the ball entirely, with the pressure of the group behind me, the tee box is already a challenging spot. Any distraction is unwelcome. That’s why the increasing presence of golf advertisements on the tee box is disheartening.
While I hesitate to declare the tee box an advertising-free zone, a clear mind is crucial for a good swing. The weight of freedom of speech, product branding, and consumerism is not conducive to driving a ball straight. So, to golf advertisers: you’ve captured our attention. We enjoy the game, use your products, and read your magazines. But please, leave the tee box in peace.