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.

Years ago we used to walk Waialae’s bermuda fairways barefooted or in flip-flops after some late, late night but not these days. Most of the caddies have their own shoe contracts or their players help them out and God forbid they stay out after curfew. Old age and large tournament purses have a unique way of taming the caddie troops.

It was fitting Mark Wilson hung on to win, saving par and his bogey free day with a 12 footer on the 35th hole, and the same weekend his favorite teams moved on to the NFC Championship. Growing up outside Milwaukee and now living in the Chicago suburbs he’ll have trouble concentrating next Sunday at the Hope, if he decides to play.

36 holes right out of the chute can tax anyone, even these finally tuned machines, and facing a red-eye flight tonight plus four different courses next week complete with a new amateur contingent each day, WD may get quite a bit of ink this week in the desert. The officials did all they could for the Sony Open but it their efforts may weigh heavy on the Bob Hope Classic. Any excuse today’s players can find they will use when avoiding the long rounds of a pro-am event.

There were a few overweight and out of shape cadderos cautiously sipping beers after the round Sunday. We only do this about once a year and the first week is rather rough on the feet, ask Tim Clark and his new Foot Joys. Once again the short track didn’t yield a lot of birdies and probably created more blisters, aches, and pains. Luckily, carts will be available for anyone venturing out on the Palm Springs courses Monday and Tuesday. There may be a few guys playing a course or two blind next week, which sometimes ain’t all that bad.

Most everyone tips the locker room attendants when leaving a tournament. This year before they leave Oahu every player should toss a few crisp ones at the grounds crew. Without them there may not have been an official Sony Open and the boys wouldn’t be collecting their paychecks. When Appleby’s caddy was handing the flag to Wilson’s caddy, Crispy, on the 36th green everyone should have been saluting the maintenance staff. The general public doesn’t realize how many folks it takes to put on a PGA event. There efforts make everything possible.

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