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Fun Golf Facts

Many of us think we know everything there is to know about the game of golf. We enjoy telling others what they are doing wrong in their swing. We find satisfaction in telling our playing partners what club to hit, or where to hit it. Golf is a sport where there is so much to know and so much to implement at one single time. However, most of us do not know some of these following facts about the game of golf.

  1. There are 336 dimples on a golf ball.
  2. The female population only consists of 22.8% of golfers.
  3. The youngest golfer (age 5) to ever have a hole-in-one was right here in Littleton, Colorado in 1975. His name was Coby Orr.
  4. Feathers were stuffed into leather to form golf balls until the year 1848.
  5. When you think you have made a long putt, remember that the longest putt ever made was 370 feet.
  6. Golf balls in the United States (Like most everything) are larger than in Canada or Europe.
  7. Scotland held the first tournament at Prestwick Golf Course in 1860. It is now known as the British Open.
  8. Balls travel farther on hot days (Roughly eight yards for every 25 degree increase)
  9. Shadow Creek Golf Course is the most expensive course to play at $500.
  10. Golf was outlawed in Scotland by King James II because he believed too much time was being spent playing the game rather than practicing archery in case of an invasion.
  11. You burn just under 1,500 calories walking 18 holes.
  12. Eighteen holes (6,500 yards) amounts to an average of six miles.

Here is a fun little golf poem that explains it all so well:

In My Hand I Hold A Ball,

White And Dimpled, And Rather Small.
Oh, How Bland It Does Appear,
This Harmless Looking Little Sphere.
By Its Size I Could Not Guess
The Awesome Strength It Does Possess.
But Since I Fell Beneath Its Spell,
I’ve Wandered Through The Fires Of Hell.
My Life Has Not Been Quite The Same
Since I Chose To Play This Stupid Game.
It Rules My Mind For Hours On End;
A Fortune It Has Made Me Spend.
It Has Made Me Curse And Made Me Cry,
And Hate Myself And Want To Die.
It Promises Me A Thing Called Par,
If I Hit It Straight And Far.
To Master Such A Tiny Ball,
Should Not Be Very Hard At All.
But My Desires The Ball Refuses,
And Does Exactly As It Chooses.
It Hooks And Slices, Dribbles And Dies,
And Disappears Before My Eyes.
Often It Will Have A Whim,
To Hit A Tree Or Take A Swim.
With Miles Of Grass On Which To Land,
It Finds A Tiny Patch Of Sand.
Then Has Me Offering Up My Soul,
If Only It Would Find The Hole.
It’s Made Me Whimper Like A Pup,
And Swear That I Will Give It Up.
And Take To Drink To Ease My Sorrow,
But The Ball Knows … I’ll Be Back Tomorrow.

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