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Author: Carl Hiaasen Publisher: Knopf Category: Book
List Price: $22.00 Buy New: $10.99 You Save: $11.01 (50%)
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Avg. Customer Rating: 40 reviews Sales Rank: 2054
Media: Hardcover Edition: 1 Number Of Items: 1 Pages: 224 Shipping Weight (lbs): 0.7 Dimensions (in): 7.6 x 5.2 x 1
ISBN: 0307266532 Dewey Decimal Number: 796.352092 EAN: 9780307266538 ASIN: 0307266532
Publication Date: May 6, 2008 Availability: Usually ships in 1-2 business days
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A fun read. July 26, 2008 An easy reading, enjoyable book. I'm not in any way a golfer and I still liked it.
Enjoyable even for a non-golfer! July 24, 2008 Excellent book! Love the author's sense of humor. My husband's a long-tme golfer but I have no interest. Actually, the subject of golf is extremely boring to me. However, I purchased this audio-book for a car trip and both of us REALLY enjoyed it.
Funny, but true July 23, 2008 Good idea of what it is like to try to get better at this game. Enjoyable read!
I'll stick with his novels... July 17, 2008 Having enjoyed several of Hiaasen's novels, "Skin Tight" being my personal favorite, I had high hopes for this book. Although there are several funny segments, the overall tone of whininess and self-flagellation got tiresome after a while. Golf is hard & frustrating, eh? Who knew?
Goodbye Mr. Hiaasen July 13, 2008 1 out of 1 found this review helpful
I'm going to be polite and just say I did not care for this book. To say that this is the only book I have ever read that made me want to personally return it to the author with an official letter of complaint would be counterproductive and no mention of it will be made. Up to this point, I have been a huge fan. This autobiographical golf tale exposes Mr. Hiassen for the spoiled, name dropping, extrememly uninteresting, self absorbed and whining baby boomer that he apparently is. Get a fork, Carl and stick it in. You are done around my place. How dare you waste my time and money. The one star rating is a technicality. No stars wouldn't go through.
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