Dear Golf,
Thank you. Thank you for your simple and complicated beauty.
Thank you for allowing me to meet a stranger for 4 hours, who I may never see again (although I still despise getting paired with a random).
Thank you for showing me different parts of the country, all through your game.
Thank you for your inclusivity, to golfers of all skillsets and age groups and genders.
Thank you for allowing any and all types of food and drink while playing.
Thank you for your weird language. I will never understand where bogey or albatross comes from. Especially since hole-in-one is as basic as it gets.
Although you do everything you can to make me hate you, I somehow always keep coming back even more excited than before.
Sincerely,
All Of Us Golfers