As a youth, I did not believe golf to even be a sport.

It made no sense to me that anyone could find it appealing. It seemed like an undertaking pursued by those who lacked the talent for engaging in anything genuinely challenging.

While I was in college, a friend I’d known most of my life joined the army. Even though I’m sure his opinions of golf were similar to mine, he took up the game. Maybe out of boredom. Maybe due to peer pressure. Maybe because the base where he was stationed had a gorgeous and challenging course that he could play for peanuts.