Nothing like a good golf metaphor to tee off the evening with. Beats swinging clichés around like so many reporters but then they don't exactly have little birdies to tip them off about these things.
From the San Diego Union Tribune: Fallbrook club's closing is one sad story.
In the San Diego golf community, the country club equivalent right now is the Golf Club of California.
Opened six years ago, the Golf Club would seemingly have everything a well-to-do, golf-loving member could want. Among the spacious housing development that is Sycamore Ranch, north of Highway 76, it sits on a bucolic piece of land dotted with old-growth oaks and sycamores. The 17,000-square-foot, mission-style clubhouse rivals most in the area for understated and comfortable elegance. The members take enormous pride in their demanding, imaginative layout, which includes a par-3 hole with a bunker in the middle of the green.
This is what they call the albatross.
Ten days ago, the Golf Club of California closed. In an e-mail sent at 3:20 a.m. on Oct. 30, General Manager Kay McLaughlin, representing her family's Korean ownership group, informed members that Halloween would be the last day the club would be available for play. Member dues were suspended as of Nov. 1. Lockers were to be cleared out immediately.
Looks like the bogey man got there for Halloween.
“Coming to work each day, it breaks my heart for us to be closed,” McLaughlin said. “I am the saddest one here.”
Now, that's just par for the course!
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