A Nasty Bit of Rough

A NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLER “Forget all that Zen stuff–Here’s the Golf Book the Golf World Really Needs…In David Feherty, we’ve found at last not only a true Renaissance man but also a writer with the guts to address the important themes of the 21st century. In A NASTY BIT OF ROUGH, the operatic singer turned golf pro turned witty golf commentator turns into a golf novelist and discusses the world’s most vital issues — flatulence; alcohol consumption in vast quantities; male genitalia getting whacked, bitten, lanced, and shot; and more flatulence…The overly serious world of golf writing needed a good gut-buster, and Feherty has supplied it.” –Sports Illustrated “First Joyce, then Yeats, now Feherty. The tradition of Irish literary excellence continues, but with this difference: of the three, only Feherty is funny. At once ribald, hilarious, esoteric, moving, and profound, David Feherty’s A NASTY BIT OF ROUGH shares this quality with other original works of genius: only he could have produced it. Pick this book up. If you don’t laugh out loud at least once in every chapter, I will personally confiscate your splatter guard niblick. –Steven Pressfield, author of THE LEGEND of BAGGER VANCE “Golf’s equivalent of the Hatfield-McCoy feud, with a cast of outlandishly eccentric duffers. If you’re one of those people who think golf is a religion, prepare for some seriously funny blasphemy. A NASTY BIT OF ROUGH is the book S.J. Perelman would have written had he known anything about golf…and if he’d been taking steroids. Feherty’s outrageous characters dance off the page.” –Troon McAllister, author of THE GREEN “I didn’t know Dad could write.” –Rory Feherty, age 8 “A NASTY BIT OF ROUGH is a pure delight, as I suspected it would be since the delightful David Feherty wrote it…Every golf nut will love this book.” –Dan Jenkins P.G. Wodehouse meets Judd Apatow in the most hilarious and outrageous Golf Entertainment wince CADDYSHACK. Fans of FEHERTY on The Golf Channel are in for a real treat (or punishment depending upon their temperament). Meet a character only David Feherty could create, Major General (Ret.) Sir Richard Gussett, his riotous imaginary uncle who presides over “Scrought’s Wood,” the world’s most cantankerous golf club. In this first volume of his misadventures, Gussett sets his sights on the most prestigious prize in golf, the petrified middle finger of St. Andrew, patron saint of Scotland. Gussett must motivate his merry band of members through battles with incontinence, single malt Scotch, peculiar handicaps, and a litany of other unmentionable afflictions in order to seize the finger in a “friendly” competition with their ancient rivals, the dreaded and notorious McGregor clan. Feherty’s fanatical fan base will rejoice, the driving range addicted will tee off, the USGA will have “no comment,” and anyone who loves the game or knows someone who does will be unable to resist Feherty’s storytelling and golfing gravitas.