It’s spring 1990. Mike Plansky is standing in a municipal park near Palo Alto, California, crouched like the Karate Kid with a footbag resting on the back of his neck. With an undulating motion, he rolls the multi-paneled pigskin up his spine and over his head. Dropping on gravity’s rainbow, the footbag suddenly stalls, impossibly, on the toe of Mike’s black and white Vans. Then, with a fluid jerk of his foot, he passes the footbag to his friend. Continue reading “Disc golf and the construction of happiness”
McCormick’s Zen and the Art of Disc Golf, published in 2014, and his Discs and Zen, released in November 2016, can be read from multiple perspectives. Drawn to their titles, some readers may be interested in McCormick’s interpretation of Buddhism and how this school of thought can be applied to everyday life. Others may sidestep the metaphysical and treat his writing as a guide to the mental game of disc golf.
But what I found most compelling about McCormick’s work was not the advice he offers, but rather the reason he gives for playing disc golf. Continue reading “The Curious Case of Zen Disc Golf: A Review of Two Books by Patrick McCormick”
About a month ago, I was clicking through photos of a local disc golf tournament when I came across a remarkable image. For a second, I didn’t recognize the person in the photo.
“Who’s this psycho Santa Claus?” I said to myself. “Waaaait ’a minute.”
Yep, that was me. (I’m the one in yellow). Continue reading “Why do disc golfers look like lunatics when throwing the disc?”