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A hilarious golf memoir recounts the author's return to the fairways after quitting the game in college and waiting more than thirty years and into middle age before returning to the sport, describing how he purchased a set of clubs, joined a country club, practiced for eighteen long months, and agreed to compete in a tournament against much more talented players.…mehr

Produktbeschreibung
A hilarious golf memoir recounts the author's return to the fairways after quitting the game in college and waiting more than thirty years and into middle age before returning to the sport, describing how he purchased a set of clubs, joined a country club, practiced for eighteen long months, and agreed to compete in a tournament against much more talented players.
  • Produktdetails
  • Borzoi Book
  • Verlag: Knopf, N.Y.
  • Seitenzahl: 207
  • Erscheinungstermin: Mai 2008
  • Englisch
  • Abmessung: 196mm x 133mm x 23mm
  • Gewicht: 306g
  • ISBN-13: 9780307266538
  • ISBN-10: 0307266532
  • Artikelnr.: 23148077
Autorenporträt
Carl Hiaasen, Reporter und Starkolumnist des Miami Harald, ist dem Establishment von Florida verhasst, greift er doch mit spitzer Feder genau jene Themen auf, die die skrupellosen Geschäftemacher im Sunshine State nicht an die große Glocke hängen wollen: Profitgier, Touristennepp und Umweltzerstörung. Seine Romane zeichnen sich durch spannende Plots, fräsenden Humor und pointierte Dialoge aus. Hiaasen gilt als bissiger Kritiker des amerikanischen Lifestyle.
Rezensionen
This book is a return by Hiaasen to his best with the sport of golf providing the venue for his unique wit and biting humor. . . . Throughout, he spares no punches on himself. You feel his pain and frustration as he takes three steps forward and two back (usually in the rough). You ll have many laugh-out-loud moments, either at his expense or the expense of those infected by his bad mojo. His fate is always believable and you never tire of his desire to improve (even if aided by questionable pharmaceuticals). You can even learn from his experiences. I don t know if this book can help your stroke, but after reading about his golf cart fiasco, I ve been much more diligent to set the emergency brake on my car. If you ve never read Carl Hiaasen, this is a great place to start in that it requires no prerequisites, not even a working knowledge of golf. If you have read him before, this is a wonderful return to the magic (albeit voodoo) that is Carl Hiaasen.
Scott Mayo, Decatur Daily

[Hiaasen s] insights into the insane lengths a golfer will go to in hopes of a lower score are always entertaining. If you ve been bitten by the golf bug, you ll appreciate every moment of Hiaasen s magnificent obsession. If you haven t, read The Downhill Lie and laugh at those of us who have.
Howard Shirley, Bookpage

[Hiaasen] displays a fine-tuned sense of the absurd. . . . it brims with golf mania.
Janet Maslin, The New York Times


Any golfer on the downward side of middle age will be able to picture himself in the author s soft-spiked shoes. And the foibles and embarrassments, as well as the joys, of casual and tournament golf ring true.
Mark Graham, Rocky Mountain News

Memoir is new territory for him, but Hiaasen is Hiaasen. Fans of his bizarro novels will find his irony and sense of humor remain unaffected on the links.
The Florida Times-Union


a cleverly written, witty and sometimes wistful look at golf, marriage, human nature and life.
Bob D'Angelo, The Tampa Tribune

Golfers in general tend to be self-critical, but Mr. Hiaasen is a self-lacerator. He doesn t curse or throw his clubs, but he sighs a lot and asks existential questions like, Why do we do this? and Why are we out here? He plays the way you imagine Samuel Beckett might have played. He can t go on, but he goes on.
Charles McGrath, New York Times

His analysis of his lessons, hapless rounds and gimmicky golf equipment is hilarious, and his vivid descriptions are vintage Hiaasen . . . With the satirically skilled Hiaasen, who rarely breaks 90 on the links, this narrative is an enjoyable ride.
Publishers Weekly


It has taken Carl Hiaasen to capture the essence of a game that, like the bagpipes and the kilt, was invented by the Irish and given to the Scots as a joke. Carl's dementia is kind of exquisite. He lampoons the most banal aspects of stodgy blue-blooded American country-club life. The simple act of buying a set of clubs gets the full Hiaasen treatment, and the guilt-ridden angst of the triangular love-hate relationship between himself, his drop-dead beautiful Greek wife, and the drop-dead-you-rotten-bastard Scotty Cameron putter she bought him, is alone worth the price of one for yourself and another for Father's Day.
David Feherty…mehr