No shanks, Mr. President

Look, I like Barack Obama as much as the next guy (well, maybe the next guy, or that guy over there, or maybe that woman who still has hope across the street — you know what I mean!), but this golfing thing has got to stop.

I’m not saying the president needs to give up the game — actually, that is what I’m saying, because I think it’s getting in the way of more important things.

No, not universal health care. Or the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.

It’s getting in the way of his jump shot.

I like this. The golf? Not so much.

I like this. The golf? Not so much.

When then-senator and presidential candidate Barack Obama visited Chapel Hill to practice and run with the Tar Heels, I thought that was one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen so public of a figure do. He has silky little left-handed J and was man enough to take a game he knew well and mix it up with players much better than he. I liked that.

More, I liked the idea of a hoop being put up at the White House and the golf slacks put away for the next four years. It just felt, I don’t know, more hip that our new president was more playground metal nets than country club starch.

More now. More today. More real.

And for some strange reason, even though I haven’t handled a basketball in ages and play more golf than anything else, I felt like I could relate more to Obama when he was putting up jumpers instead of, uh… putting.

I’m a hacking golfer, too, though, thankfully, not to the degree of our president. And really, it’s not like any of our past Golfers in Chief were gunning for any sort of course records. So it’s not that his swing is lousy.

And I’ll admit, maybe there is a part of me that, like his suiting up with the Heels, Obama has enough self-assurance to play such a difficult game in front of the glaring public eye. He’s taking the challenge head-on, a physical kind of metaphor that fits in well with the current state of the country as a whole.

Just don’t do something because somebody thinks you should, O. Do what got you there — what you believe is right. I think that’s what we want in a leader.

So don’t post a score, post up. Don’t hit the range, show some range. Don’t dribble one off the tee, dribble.

And then take it to the hole.

The hoop, I mean, Mr. President.

The hoop.


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