Gucci Golf

A couple of years ago I tried to get Linda involved in playing golf. The conversation went something like this:

Ed: Hey Linda!
Linda: Hey, Eddie!
Ed: Would you like to learn how to play golf?
Linda: No!

Thusly thwarted I realized that a different approach would be required and, a few weeks later, I started casually mentioning the ways in which one could accessorize the sport.

Oh, look at these golf gloves with the hole in them for your wedding ring!
Hey, did you see that piglet-like club caddie?

And, the clincher...

Wow. Look at that purple golf bag!

And thus a ladies golfing star was born. We took lessions. We go out and play on occaision. We have a tee-time this month and went to the driving range this weekend.
We also went to Dicks Sporting Goods (whose web site is not www.dicks.com -- please don't click on that link at work...).

There is something special about the golf section of Dicks. It's not the set of space-like putters that are all the rage. It isn't the ability to test drive clubs by hitting them into a net with no indicaiton of whether you can hit the club or not. It isn't even the ability to casually glance up at the televisions playing golfs great moments as if you'd watch golf on tv at any other time of your life. No, the truly magical thing about Dick's Sporting Good Golf Section is that they sell purple golf clubs:





Needless to say, Linda now is the proud owner of a set of purple golf clubs! Let the gucci golfing begin!