Furious M Don't Need No Candy Ass Mulligans or Gimmes

So here's one to really make me look like a jerk. I have officially adopted the position that mulligans and gimmes are completely wuss things to do. That's right. Wuss. I'll elaborate on this starting with mulligans. (Oh yeah, and the grammar checker doesn't like a sentence that is just the word “wuss.”)

The basic idea behind the mulligan is I tried and failed, so I should get a do over . Look, you tried and failed: deal with the consequences and try not sucking next time. Bottom the ninth, game seven of the World Series, you strike out at bat and then tell the ump, hey, no fair, this guy's really good, I wanna do over , he ain't gonna listen. My point is that in the real world you don't get do overs. Accepting the mulligan as legitimate is essentially the same as accepting whining as a part of life. Whining is not a part of life. If things don't go your way then tough luck: shed a few tears, pick yourself up and try again.

As for the gimme, I think it's even more wuss than the mulligan. The idea behind the gimme is that the ball is so close to the cup that putting would only be a formality. So if the putt is a sure thing, why not putt it? You're not taking the gimme to save time in a four hour round of golf. The only reason to take the gimme is if you can't deal with the thought of missing an easy putt. Again, don't be a whiner. Deal with the possibility of failure.

And most of all, don't brag to me about how you shot a round of 92, then let it slip that you were playing with two mulligans on each nine. So really that 92 was at best a 96. You're only cheating yourself.

Rage on