I think someone gave me this book, and I read it as was in the middle of a golf craze, and found it to be pretty decent with some very funny parts and some great musings on the glories and tragedies of golf.
The narrator summarizes his life - Oliver Wendell Holmes's first principle of jurisprudence was this: "My right to swing my fist ends at the other man's face." That seems easy enough, but how is it that everywhere you flail, someone's contrived to set a jaw there."