Many years ago I took my wife to the local par3. Keeping in mind that she'd been to the range perhaps 3 times in her entire life prior.
I was 2-under through 5 holes, and she topped one of her shots... and she got so frustrated... which, obviously, is understandable for someone who was an athlete and played competitive tennis in college at West Point. She was like +8 through 5 holes, which mind you isn't horrible for someone who doesn't play.
But her comment to herself, after yet another topped shot on the 6th hole... "Come on, this isn't that hard!" really set me off.
On the 7th hole, I politely encouraged her. Then after she topped another shot and started ripping herself, I simply couldn't take it anymore.
"You do realize that I've spent 15+ years practicing, playing, and taking lessons, no? And you do realize that this is like your second round ever playing.... on a short course no less. What is it about this game that makes you feel like you should be entitled to play to the same level that I do, given all of the time and money I've invested? This game isn't easy. It's not for everyone. And if you can't find it in you to enjoy the rare good shot - you might as well find something a little less demanding to occupy your free time."
We've not played together since.
Golf is an incredibly difficult game, and not everybody has the patience and fortitude to overcome neither the mental challenges or the physical ones.
She figured out that day that golf just ain't her thing.
She then donated a kidney two years later and ran her 4th official marathon 8 months after that. She was, and still is to this very day, akin to an athlete. But not all athletes make good golfers, no more than good golfers are capable of running 26 miles in under 4 hours. 😉