My rating: 2 of 5 stars
Maybe I’m missing the fun because I’m not a fan of golf – but this reads like a cleverly witty but mostly mundane blog. Being a fan of Hiaasen’s fictional Florida, I decided to read this to see if his point of view of the “activity” (thank you George Carlin) of golf was truly worth my time to pursue.
Sure, there are some great stories in here (some involving using annoying animals as golf balls – take that PETA!) but as an entire work this book is wholly unremarkable. I still don’t get the appeal of golf (a sin where I live in South Florida) and I just don’t get this book.
I’ll stick with Skink and the fictional Hiaasen works going forward.