Daily Inspiration Quote by Eric Bristow

There’s a sly bit of self-mythmaking in Eric Bristow’s throwaway golf brag, the kind that only lands because it’s delivered with the shrugging confidence of a man who made a career out of swagger. “Charity golf” sounds wholesome, even dutiful, but it’s also a social cover: the celebrity circuit where sport becomes networking, ritual, and a soft form of performance. He’s telling you he’s not grinding on the range like a purist; he’s showing up, having a laugh, being seen.

Then comes the punchline: “I’m a bandit 18.” In golf, “bandit” is a loaded term - the player whose handicap flatters their ability, whether by design or by the convenient fuzziness of casual scoring. Bristow frames it as conditional (“if I play two or three times a week”), which is the key hedge. It’s a boast, but it’s also a preemptive excuse. If he shoots well, he warned you. If he doesn’t, he wasn’t playing enough.

The subtext is Bristow translating his darts persona - brash, competitive, slightly roguish - into a different arena. The humor is defensive and strategic: a way to control the room before the room can judge him. In celebrity culture, even a handicap becomes branding: not just how good you are, but how you want your competitiveness to be interpreted.