By Gair Maxwell
Can you name something that is both deceptively simple and endlessly complicated?
A journey with a finite beginning and end that reveals how you deal with failure also determines how you achieve success?
A pursuit marked by an endless series of tragedies and misfortune, but also highlighted by the occasional miracle or stroke of luck?
If you answered with either one of two, four-letter words, you would be correct.
Take your pick.
“L-I-F-E” OR “G-O-L-F”
In both cases, these are parallel games that can’t be won – only played. But, while some people see beauty in poetry, music or fine art, others bask in a different splendor; preferring to admire the flight of a majestically soaring 278-yard drive that eventually falls back to God’s green earth before rolling to a gentle stop within striking distance of an emerald dance floor.
One of the many gifts the game of golf can offer is how it can make you forget what a troubling place this world can be sometimes.
And every so often – just like journeys on the fairways of life – we experience something too impossible to believe. A statistical and circumstantial anomaly more exceedingly rare than carding a hole-in-one or cashing in a lottery ticket.
A “pinch-me” moment that reminds us once again why Four Ever Moments are what we live for and why they still matter as we tee it up for another round of Leaders & Legends.
Golf is the closest game to the game we call life. You get bad breaks from good shots; you get good breaks from bad shots, but you have to play the ball where it lies. – BOBBY JONES
