Okay, so the other day I got this itch, you know? I suddenly remembered that bit Robin Williams did about golf. Man, that thing lives rent-free in my head sometimes.
Finding That Gem Again
First off, I had to actually find it. It wasn’t like popping in a VHS tape anymore, right? I started digging around my old DVDs. Found the “Live on Broadway” special, thankfully. Still had it tucked away. Put the disc in the player – yeah, I still have one, don’t judge – and skipped ahead. Took me a couple of tries to pinpoint the exact start of the golf routine. It’s kinda buried in there after some other wild stuff he does.
Just Watching Him Go
Then I just sat back and watched. It’s just… Williams, right? Pure chaos energy. He starts off describing Scotland, all misty and dramatic. Then he gets to the part about inventing golf. That’s the gold. He’s acting out this imaginary Scotsman, drunk probably, whacking a rock with a stick.
He goes through the whole motion:
- Hitting the damn thing.
- Chasing after it. “I’ll get you, you little…”
- Hitting it again.
- Getting angry.
- Then the sheer madness of deciding, “Oh, let’s put a wee flag here!”
I was laughing out loud all over again, just sitting there by myself. It’s the way he physically becomes the character, the absurdity he points out. Like, who does invent a game based on maximum frustration? Only the Scots, apparently, according to him.
Why It Sticks With Me
I think what gets me every time is how he takes something people see as kinda stuffy, you know, golf, and just rips it apart with pure, hilarious logic. He breaks down the ridiculousness of it. Hitting a tiny ball across miles of land just to knock it into a small hole? While wearing funny pants? When he puts it that way, it’s just brilliant. It’s not just jokes; it’s observation turned up to eleven.
It’s also just… Robin Williams. That manic energy, the quick shifts, the voices. Nobody else could do that. Watching it again just reminded me how much of a genius he was. It wasn’t just about finding a clip; it was like revisiting an old friend, you know? A really, really funny, slightly insane friend. Good times, man. Just pure, uncut comedy.
