Stories From The Bag

A caddie, a Sunday, the truth of the card.

Sundays. Anonymous kids. Named tours. What it cost, the tee they could reach, the number, and what we’d do again. Not a brochure. We post at @thewalkgolf.

  1. September 27, 2026

    The kids should play more golf.

    Sunday local. Middle one with dad. Oldest carried his own bag. · A local. We’re not naming it.

    Three kids. Middle one is five. Oldest went ahead with mom. Anonymous. Always.

    Middle one: best tournament round yet. Under par for a while. Last putt in front of the friends who had already finished.

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  2. September 26, 2026

    The golf swing doesn’t get the ball into the golfing hole.

    Family 18, then a two-man scratch. Shotgun at 1:30. · A private club. We’re not naming it. Donald Ross.

    Two boys. Oldest is eight. Younger one sat a few holes when he was done. Anonymous. Always.

    Oldest: 73. Didn’t look like it. Greens rolling at a 13.5.

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  3. September 7, 2026

    Family golf. They always come back.

    Family 18. Holiday weekend. · A private club. We’re not naming it.

    Three kids. Oldest, middle, little one. Anonymous. Always.

    Oldest: 4 under at one point. Collapsed. 71. One under. Hasn’t hit that actual 7.0 Index yet.

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  4. September 6, 2026

    The struggles of watching little kids putt.

    U.S. Kids local — 9 holes · Ridley Mill Golf Club

    Youngest boy. As young as they let you play. First time dad on his bag. Mom had the oldest at hockey in another city — that’s usually her loop on the little one — and the younger sister, who obviously can’t stay home by herself. He’s the middle one in the house.

    Third. Lost by two. Should have won by eight and been under par. Second-lowest tournament score he’s ever posted. The ball-striking was the best I’ve seen him have. The putting was not.

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  5. September 1, 2026

    He sat in the cart and said he wasn’t losing

    U.S. Kids local — 9 holes · Crow Hollow Golf Club

    Two boys. Two bags. Oldest teed off first with dad, 2,200 yards. Youngest teed off second with mom, 1,500 yards. She’s earning the stripes on the little one’s bag. Dad has already lived in the muck of little tiny kids learning golf.

    Oldest finished in first. Youngest finished first. This day however was for the little one, who secured a spot in the World Championship via score.

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  6. August 31, 2026

    How this column works

    The bag, every Sunday · Wherever the tee sheet put us

    Anonymous. Always. Age band and the tee they actually played — never a name, never a face.

    The number. Or pick-up. We write both.

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