Golf Channel wants microphones on tour players. Why? Golf is a quiet, pastoral sport; nothing much goes on inside the ropes, except golf. Why would anyone want to listen to conversation amongst player and caddie or other players in the group, the gallery, their wives, tour officials, volunteers, or anyone they feel like talking with including themselves? It’s the inner sanctum golf viewers know nothing about and think there’s exciting tête-à-tête in the fairway. Believe me, it’s about 75% drudgery, 20% fun, and 5% who knows what the hell is going to happen.
If you’re going 36 on Sunday a caddy can’t pick a better track than Waialae CC. It’s short, flat, has a temperate climate and the scenery ain’t bad next to the ropes, up the mountain slopes, and along the shore. If you pay attention to the wind, grain on the greens, nibble on a couple of PB&J sandwiches along with some fruit and suck down a few bottles of H2O you should be okay.
While my quiche was finishing up in the oven, yes real old caddies eat quiche, I checked emails and received a quick note from Sandy, Tom Kite’s caddy. The Champions Tour just released the following statement:
Check out this video. Local Milwaukee group, Punch Goliath, did a song using great lines from Caddyshack. I think the song is called Gunga Galunga. Every Caddyshack fan should have a copy. May have to copy and paste the link, I’m a neophyte at this stuff.
Feherty's Improvised Explosive Day for Wounded Warriors
He makes us laugh; he helps them ease back into society after losing arms and legs for our country. He takes no prisoners and makes each one feel like a friend. There’s nothing he wouldn’t do for them and probably vice versa. In San Antonio last fall I watched him in action at an Improvised Explosive Day golf outing. He abused each and every one of them, they left with smiles on their faces plus loads of thanks for the Champions Tour players involved that day. We should be thanking them; David and Rick Kell definitely are.
In case you haven’t seen this, it’s a bunch of laughs and many more f-bombs. I’ve been a fan since Mork & Mindy. Enjoy his little skit. Robin, golf, and Scots blend like Caramel Bugles and honey roasted peanuts. If you haven’t tried either you really should soon.
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Sony Open – Predictions, Facts, and Stories
Just after John Houston waylaid Waialae with his sister on the bag in 1998 Seth Raynor’s track has been quite daunting. The PGA Tour mandated changes, now fairways are difficult to hit, the rough is basically unplayable, the 30-40 mph crosswinds wreak havoc with club selection and putting the grainy greens treacherous. Newcomers think they are going to enjoy the Hawaiian sun and tear up this short layout. They’ll get a nice tan, only the veterans shoot numbers in the teens.
He didn’t win it this weekend but he didn’t whine, cry, or blame others when he jammed his tying putt through the break late Sunday afternoon. When he finished his round he didn’t go hide waiting for the playoff, he stuck around, signed autographs, tousled kid’s hair, kissed his baby and hung out with the crowd. He blew a big lead on the last hole in Memphis last summer; there weren’t any excuses then either. The last tournament of the year he needed a bunch of money to keep his card; he won it. A few years back he was abusing himself with drugs, alcohol and anything he could get his hands on. A late night infomercial convinced him rehab was the answer and four years later he was hovering around the PGA Tour.
The boys have had their few days of fun in the sun, today is time for business. All but one, my favorite Geoff Ogilvy, will tee it up for four rounds. Actually, Geoff will probably hit a tee shot today, collect his $70,000 unofficial money with FedEx points then retire to the Ritz-Carlton. He’s earned the money but I’m not quite sure about the points, seems like he should have to play for them.
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