Type of golfer.. Versión Garris
Siguiendo con la entrada de Miguel, y a un nivel más profano, aquí os mando una lista con la tipología de jugador que más prolifera por los campos de nuestra querida piel de toro.
1.- El "optimista"... aquel que después de hacer una salida desde el tee desastrosa, con un slice de libro y habiendo visto la bola desaparecer dos calles más allá junto al lago, coje el tee, se da la vuelta, mira a las compañeros y les dice, " esa la encuentro fijo..."
2.- El "de letras"...aquel que en un par 4, después de echar una bola fuera de límites, pegar un rabazo desde la calle, caer en el bunker del que sale en 2 golpes y hacer 3 putts... cuando los compañeros le preguntan que cuantos golpes hizo...mira al cielo y haciendo cuenta con los dedos acaba diciendo... "ponme un 6..."
3.- El "que no calla"...
4.- El "mecagüendios..."... aquel que repite tal expresión tras cada uno de sus múltiples rabazos, docenas de slices y algún que otro hook.
5.- El "torquemada"... aquel que hace múltiples swing de ensayo...y más...y más... y más... y al final lo confiesas todo con tal de que le de a la puta bola...
6.- El "de ciencias"... aquel que lo sabe todo sobre drivers, palos, varillas, lofts, lies, bolas, etc, etc. De hecho, disfruta más preparando la bolsa de palos que jugando...
7.- El "consejero sin fronteras"... ese que no para de analizar el swing de los demás.
8.- El "buscaminas" el que tarda media hora para poner el tee.
9.- El "eternity" aquel que tarda una eternidad desde que acaba con los ticks pre-swing hasta que ejecuta el swing
10.- El "callao"... el que no dice ni media palabra en toda la partida...
Por cierto, yo, buscaminas...
1.- El "optimista"... aquel que después de hacer una salida desde el tee desastrosa, con un slice de libro y habiendo visto la bola desaparecer dos calles más allá junto al lago, coje el tee, se da la vuelta, mira a las compañeros y les dice, " esa la encuentro fijo..."
2.- El "de letras"...aquel que en un par 4, después de echar una bola fuera de límites, pegar un rabazo desde la calle, caer en el bunker del que sale en 2 golpes y hacer 3 putts... cuando los compañeros le preguntan que cuantos golpes hizo...mira al cielo y haciendo cuenta con los dedos acaba diciendo... "ponme un 6..."
3.- El "que no calla"...
4.- El "mecagüendios..."... aquel que repite tal expresión tras cada uno de sus múltiples rabazos, docenas de slices y algún que otro hook.
5.- El "torquemada"... aquel que hace múltiples swing de ensayo...y más...y más... y más... y al final lo confiesas todo con tal de que le de a la puta bola...
6.- El "de ciencias"... aquel que lo sabe todo sobre drivers, palos, varillas, lofts, lies, bolas, etc, etc. De hecho, disfruta más preparando la bolsa de palos que jugando...
7.- El "consejero sin fronteras"... ese que no para de analizar el swing de los demás.
8.- El "buscaminas" el que tarda media hora para poner el tee.
9.- El "eternity" aquel que tarda una eternidad desde que acaba con los ticks pre-swing hasta que ejecuta el swing
10.- El "callao"... el que no dice ni media palabra en toda la partida...
Por cierto, yo, buscaminas...
What type of golfer are you?
My friend, renowned teacher Peter Kostis, breaks golfers into four types:
- Analytics are organized types. You can always spot their desks — the neat ones — in the office.
In recent golf history, an analytic is someone like Nick Faldo or Bernhard Langer. Jack Nicklaus, Tom Watson, and Annika Sorenstam are drivers. Nancy Lopez, Fred Couples, and Ben Crenshaw are amiables. And Fuzzy Zoeller and Lee Trevino are classic expressives. Drivers and analytics don't play like amiables and expressives. For a driver or analytic to score well, he needs confidence in his mechanics. An amiable or expressive doesn't — if he feels like he's playing okay, then his swing must be okay, too.
The following situation clarifies these differences. Four of the greatest golfers of our era are playing an exhibition. Lee Trevino, Ben Crenshaw, Jack Nicklaus, and Nick Faldo are scheduled to tee off at Running Rut Golf Course precisely at 11 a.m. Because of a mix-up with the courtesy cars that pick up the players and deliver them to the golf course (Jack and Nick don't like the color of their car; Freddy and Ben couldn't care less), the players are late getting to Running Rut.
When they arrive, with only ten minutes to tee off, the analytic (Faldo) and the driver (Nicklaus) run out to hit balls before playing. Faldo has to swing to gain confidence, and Nicklaus has to hit balls because he likes to work at his game.
The other two guys are in the locker room putting on their golf shoes. Trevino is in deep conversation with the locker-room attendant about the virtues of not having to tune up his Cadillac for 100,000 miles due to the technologies of the Northstar system. Crenshaw is puffing on a cigarette, telling a club member that he was totally flabbergasted yesterday when three 40-foot putts lipped out and just about cost him his sanity. The expressive (Trevino) and the amiable (Crenshaw) don't have to hit balls to get ready. They just go about their business and don't worry about a thing.
- Analytics are organized types. You can always spot their desks — the neat ones — in the office.
- Drivers, as you'd expect, like to work. They do whatever it takes to get something done.
- Amiables are easy to deal with. They accept whatever advice you offer without asking too many questions.
- Expressives don't mind any environment they happen to find themselves in; they adjust to whatever comes their way.
- Expressives don't mind any environment they happen to find themselves in; they adjust to whatever comes their way.
In recent golf history, an analytic is someone like Nick Faldo or Bernhard Langer. Jack Nicklaus, Tom Watson, and Annika Sorenstam are drivers. Nancy Lopez, Fred Couples, and Ben Crenshaw are amiables. And Fuzzy Zoeller and Lee Trevino are classic expressives. Drivers and analytics don't play like amiables and expressives. For a driver or analytic to score well, he needs confidence in his mechanics. An amiable or expressive doesn't — if he feels like he's playing okay, then his swing must be okay, too.
The following situation clarifies these differences. Four of the greatest golfers of our era are playing an exhibition. Lee Trevino, Ben Crenshaw, Jack Nicklaus, and Nick Faldo are scheduled to tee off at Running Rut Golf Course precisely at 11 a.m. Because of a mix-up with the courtesy cars that pick up the players and deliver them to the golf course (Jack and Nick don't like the color of their car; Freddy and Ben couldn't care less), the players are late getting to Running Rut.
When they arrive, with only ten minutes to tee off, the analytic (Faldo) and the driver (Nicklaus) run out to hit balls before playing. Faldo has to swing to gain confidence, and Nicklaus has to hit balls because he likes to work at his game.
The other two guys are in the locker room putting on their golf shoes. Trevino is in deep conversation with the locker-room attendant about the virtues of not having to tune up his Cadillac for 100,000 miles due to the technologies of the Northstar system. Crenshaw is puffing on a cigarette, telling a club member that he was totally flabbergasted yesterday when three 40-foot putts lipped out and just about cost him his sanity. The expressive (Trevino) and the amiable (Crenshaw) don't have to hit balls to get ready. They just go about their business and don't worry about a thing.
By the way, the match is called off when Faldo and Nicklaus refuse to come to the tee because Nick finds something on the practice tee that he wants to work on and Jack ends up redesigning the practice range. I was told later that the locker-room attendant bought Trevino's old Cadillac.
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put your hands in the air, motherfucker.... respect...
Snoop Dogg & D-RC.... East Coast Vs North Coast
50c, Swizz Beatz, P Diddy & M-RC... West Coast Vs No Coast
sin palabras...
Snoop Dogg & D-RC.... East Coast Vs North Coast
50c, Swizz Beatz, P Diddy & M-RC... West Coast Vs No Coast
sin palabras...
Preparación Garris
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