My daughter the golfer…can anyone say “scholarship?”
Full-ride golf scholarship to Stanford, that’s my plan. My four-year old is nuts about golf. She’s also nuts about Princesses and the color pink, which is how she became obsessed with golf…
It all started when she was two years old. In an effort to get her out of the house for a few hours so her mom could have some peace, I took her golfing with me. She would run around the fairways, picking up my ball (which was fine because it allowed me to improve my lie without cheating) and then zonk out fast asleep by the 12th hole.
I usually walk when I golf, but a sleeping two-year old fits nicely on the seat of a golf cart so that’s where I would stash her…until she turned three and actually began walking all 18 holes with me, chattering the entire time. “Hurry up and hit it on the green, Daddy!” “Why are you in the bushes, Daddy?” “Uh oh, Daddy. Your ball is in the water!”
I wanted to make sure that she understood that golf wasn’t just a “boy’s game” so anytime the LPGA was on TV I’d turn it on. She got to liking the sport (I know, not exciting television but hey…she really likes to watch it) and would sit for more than an hour at a time watching Annika and Lorena and…this is when she became a convert…Paula Creamer.
Recall my reference to Madison and her predilection for pink?
Paula Creamer is an LPGA star known as the Pink Panther. That’s right, she wears pink on the golf course. She has pink hats, pink skirts, pink golf gloves, pink clubs and now pink golf balls. Everything pink.
Madison fell in love. “I like her, she’s my favorite!” she would exclaim when Creamer would grace the screen in all her pinkness.
She even asked me to look up some pictures “on the mycomputer” (that’s what she calls it) and print them for her. She figured out that we can look for pictures online since hunting for nice photos of puppies and kittens with me is a favorite pastime of hers. This time she wanted Paula Creamer photos and they are up all over her wall in her bedroom.
So intense is her fanaticism that last week she asked me to quickly take a picture of her and Paula Creamer when she was being interviewed after a tournament. Madison stood next to the television and posed.
She asked me to take her to see “Paula Creamer go golfing.” I asked her what she would say to her golf idol.
“I would ask her to go golfing with us,” she replied.
You never know. Maybe a little instruction from a pro would help her get that scholarship after all.
June 13th, 2008 at 10:03 am
This is very cute. What a nice pose, just like the pros!
I don’t blame you for wanting a scholarship plan. It’s getting pretty expensive to send your kid to a private university.
June 17th, 2008 at 1:42 pm
I love it. I wish my kids liked golf!
I think there is an LPGA event in Portland in August. You should take a little trip down there.
July 26th, 2008 at 10:53 am
Oh, how sweet.
A wingnut opposed to “handouts” wants his own kid to get a free ride at one of the country’s most prestigious centers for higher education.
This is W-style education! Let your swing — or your pop — land you a seat in a university you don’t belong in.
July 26th, 2008 at 10:57 pm
Talk about a wet blanket, terapowers!
First of all, my bona fides as a “wingnut” are yet to be solidified, so the jury is still out on that.
Second, I’m not opposed to handouts. Who said I was? Perish the rumor! I love ‘em and give ‘em!
Lastly, working hard and excelling at a sport or academics or both hardly constitutes a handout. And if you knew anything about Stanford you would know that the average student athlete has higher than a 3.5 GPA.
You also make me chuckle. What constitutes “belonging” in a university? In the free market, whatever it takes to get you in…well…it gets you in. You can pay $40K per year, or you can become so good at something that someone wants to subsidize you so you are a credit and free advertising to their institution…so others will pay $40K per year for their students who do not excel at anything in particular but will still go on to lead a highly productive life.
Sounds like someone needs to crack a book or two herself, tera, and learn how the world works. I’d make it an economics book. Try some of these: http://www.stanford.edu/~jdlevin/Econ%20202/Syllabus.pdf
And Madison was in rare form today on the golf course. Bring on the freebies! Wingnuts’ kids need an education too.