I just don't enjoy gambling on my golf game (or really anything else...just not my thing).
You could have said so...
Haha, all good dude. A $20 6's game (I think that's what we played that day) or a $10 Nassau or something like that doesn't bother me. I generally just ignore the stakes and play my ball and if it gets to the last few holes with the match still on the line I'll start taking it seriously from a strategy perspective. And I think I made an eagle and 3 birdies that day (unfortunately too many big numbers as well)......So whether I won or lost money was irrelevant.
But when it gets to bigger money or some crazy format that you need to keep track of, that's where ya lose me. I get invited to play in the saturday morning money game at my club every once in a while and I just have no interest. Its friendly and they're mostly nice guys, but its just too distracting. They're calculating junk, giving out skins, playing a rotating set of games that I don't even know the rules to. No thanks.
Funny story.....I played Baltusrol for my first (and so far only....) time 2 years ago next week. My dad's former boss/partner has been there over FIFTY years (he's in his 80's) and doesn't even pay dues anymore. Only guest fees, food and caddies. I believe his official title is Senior Member Emeritus (he's also a member at an exclusive club down in GA and I believe the top private course in New Hampshire). I believe the guy has low 9 figures in the bank. His name is Jack.
The 4some is Jack, Me, my dad and my brother. Brother and I are super pumped (first time either of us had played at a course that nice) and I'm also coming off a ROUGH 10 day fight with COVID. I was down about 16 lbs and I had only played once since officially recovering. So I'm rusty, weak and just trying to enjoy the round. I had 2 goals....dont do anything stupid and try to break 90.
So we're working through the front 9. I have a couple of blow up holes (and putted one into the water on the signature par 3. Thanks for the read buddy) but I'm enjoying myself. We play the 9th and get to the halfway house. and Jack says something along the lines of...."well, looks like the boys(brother and I) are up 2 at the turn".
We had no idea we were even playing a match. They're playing up a couple sets of tees.....we didn't even tell him what our indexes were. Jack obviously knows the course like the back of his hand and we're totally reliant on the caddy. And even though we were PRETTY sure our dad wouldn't let us get into any trouble, we have NO idea what the stakes are. We're playing a guy who spends my annual salary on a new car for his wife on a yearly basis.
Thankfully, I have a better back 9 and my brother makes a couple of birdies and we win the match pretty handily. We shake hands on the 18th green and Jack reaches into his bag for his wallet and hands us each 60 bucks for the win.
So I won 60 bucks, made a nice par on the 18th hole from right next to the famous Nicklaus plaque, and got a gteat picture of the 3 of us on the stone bridge (unfortunately, I look like a cancer patient due to the recent illness and weight loss). It was a pretty good day.