John Updike - Golf Dreams
First, Updike is in fact the narrative can not, and secondly he sees in the game of golf does not matter, but a state of being, pleasure and pain to the physical and the metaphysical world with particular intensity makes available ... Reading these skilled and also highly amusing observations should also delight those readers who could never walk into a fairway. (Süddeutsche Zeitung)
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Golf Dreams:
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Even the beautiful companion who sleeps next to us, has had a golf dream with a feminist undertone. Eager beginner, she is, she reports in the morning:
I've played in a loud men I did not know, and all have been hit with wood when we were already on the green, so that their balls, of course, miles flown away, and they had to fight back again and again. I thought to myself They play all the wrong club and took out my putter, and of course I won every hole!
Do they not seen, which club you are taking, and you fake?
No, they did not get it's persisted them, and I have not said anything to them, of course. I've won all the holes, it was really wonderful. learn
The Game - This accursed one-meter putts
(...) visualization is crucial notion: a putt, the way to the hole we can not imagine to be the way to the hole also found as good as ever. But which image design which Cubist maze of line, we in this three-dimensional space that can dance with every movement of our head, the lines of flight. If only we had frog eyes that could freeze the ball and the hole at once! As soon as we turn our gaze on the white ball to our Directed feet, we forget just where was the hole. It oscillates in our spatial memory as a star that hindurchfunkelt by Smogschicht, and the green begins to fluctuate around like the deck of a ship in a storm. It helps, my experience, the cropped piece of land on which it stands, as imagine immobile, flat disk and put themselves in the ball, moving it - in a sense to be on the ball, which since its small linear journey goes. (...)
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