More than a game: Bah, humbug

If Ebeneezer Scrooge had played golf he'd have had even more ammunition in his crusade against Christmas.

Flicking through a Christmas gifts mail order catalogue that popped through our door the other morning I was distressed by one of the potential presents: Three budget golf balls with, "Best Granddad in the World" emblazoned on the side. For anyone considering purchasing these for a loved one: Stop. Think more carefully about what you're doing.

Firstly, these rock-solid golf balls are for use by only the poorest golfers. By giving them you are tacitly suggesting grandpa is crap at golf. Secondly, seeing this distasteful message on his ball will remind granddad of his advancing years every time he tees it up. He'll lose yards from every drive as he shortens his swing in an effort to protect his back. You're basically condemning him to old age. Why not just buy him a pipe and slippers.

Christmas may be a time of good cheer, but it certainly isn't from a golfing perspective. Receiving un-wanted golf presents is just one of the many issues golfers face. Why do non-golfers feel they can buy the correct golfing gifts without any guidance? Just what am I going to do with a right-handed, scarlet red glove, size small? My uncle is a keen angler but I certainly wouldn't attempt to buy him a novelty fly. My mother is an accomplished artist, I won't be going out to buy her some new paints.

I doubt any non-golfers are reading this but if they are: If you want to buy somebody a golf present take the following information on your victim to your nearest pro shop: age, handicap, shirt size, glove size (and what type of glove they use,) preferred ball, usual shot shape, game strengths, game weaknesses. If they play off single figures do not buy: a score counter, a ball scoop or rubber tees joined together by string.

One of the key reasons why the festive season is tough for golfers is that family commitments make getting out for a game difficult. Travelling around the country visiting relatives is not conducive to scratching your golfing itch. Unless you have an extended family packed with avid golfers the only competitive game you're likely to get is a Ludo match against auntie Betsy.

If you do get the chance to play, the course is unlikely to be in tip-top condition. Obviously the winter weather is a contributing factor, but with greenkeepers winding down for a, well earned, Christmas break things start to look a little rough around the edges. Then, post Christmas, the usually deserted winter course becomes packed with juniors trying out new 3-woods and granddads giving their unwanted novelty balls a whack.

TV choices for golf fans over the Christmas period are limited. Through the rest of the year there are endless golf tournaments to watch on Sky but Yuletide means a dearth of events: No competition on the European or PGA Tours. We're forced into sitting through, "To the Manor Born" Christmas specials or endless showings of Ace Ventura and Ghostbusters.

Having said all this, I will enjoy Christmas: the parties; seeing relatives and old friends; huge amounts of food; champagne in the morning. It's the best time of the year, no question about it. But I'll still be troubled by a constant niggle throughout the festive season. It'll be the golfer in me counting the hours to my first game of the New Year.

Fergus Bisset
Contributing Editor

Fergus is Golf Monthly's resident expert on the history of the game and has written extensively on that subject. He has also worked with Golf Monthly to produce a podcast series. Called 18 Majors: The Golf History Show it offers new and in-depth perspectives on some of the most important moments in golf's long history. You can find all the details about it here.

He is a golf obsessive and 1-handicapper. Growing up in the North East of Scotland, golf runs through his veins and his passion for the sport was bolstered during his time at St Andrews university studying history. He went on to earn a post graduate diploma from the London School of Journalism. Fergus has worked for Golf Monthly since 2004 and has written two books on the game; "Great Golf Debates" together with Jezz Ellwood of Golf Monthly and the history section of "The Ultimate Golf Book" together with Neil Tappin , also of Golf Monthly.

Fergus once shanked a ball from just over Granny Clark's Wynd on the 18th of the Old Course that struck the St Andrews Golf Club and rebounded into the Valley of Sin, from where he saved par. Who says there's no golfing god?