What’s so funny bout peace and love in a Trump world?

  After Trump jumped into an early lead, I was too nervous, sad and exhausted to watch any more and went to bed. I woke up shortly after 3 a.m. with a sense of dread that the unthinkable had happened. My mind raced with thoughts of people being deported en masse, media organizations being muzzled, and of nuclear annihilation. I worried for the future of my sons. But after getting up and digesting some of the coverage, I was somewhat … [Read more...]

Ill and injured veterans “soldier on” with golf and fellow vets

Howard Glassman, my co-host on our Swing Thoughts podcast, and I are proud to be playing in the Soldier On to St. Andrews golf tournament at Beacon Hall Golf Club on Monday, June 6. My story tells why it's so important. Please share it. And media people--tell it! When retired Canadian soldier Chris Charron spilled coffee on his pants while driving to a Golf Camp for veterans last summer, he thought it was the excuse he needed to turn around … [Read more...]

Masters recap: Beware the emotional golfer and bad decisions

For students of the game, the 2016 edition of the Masters provided a cornucopia of learning, especially about the mental game. Beware the golfer drawing on deep emotions Part of the beauty of Danny Willett’s victory—in contrast to the ugliness of Jordan Spieth’s quad—was that his wife Nicole gave birth to their first child just before the Masters. To add to the synchronicity of the occasion, she was due on Sunday, April 10 but Zach was … [Read more...]

The Thin White Duke and Pipeline Moe: They did it their way

“They put you down, they say I'm wrong, You tacky thing, you put them on."                                                                        —From Rebel Rebel by David Bowie. With apologies to Sesame Street fave One of These Things (Is Not Like the Others), this blog somehow manages to wrap together David Bowie and Moe Norman with a nod to Frank Sinatra. I almost deleted it twice, but decided to take my own advice for once: take a … [Read more...]

A touch of Grace in the face of tragedy

I was driving down Woolwich in Guelph last night when I saw flickering lights by the side of the road. Immediately, I knew what it was. I did a U turn and parked. I got out and walked over. I looked down at the cross made of two-by-fours, the dozens of flowers in plastic, the candles wafting in the wind. And then I noticed the coloured golf balls neatly and lovingly arranged in the brown wet grass. I felt a wave of sadness thinking about Grace … [Read more...]