Football is almost over and golf is getting fired up but I’m always following my beloved Cubs. They hired a new manager, Mike Quade, in the off season and I had the privilege of playing against him back in my college days. He was one of those guys who left an impression but his golf game sucks.
Kaddy Korner – Administaff Classic – The Woodlands, TX
The day and half Houston drive was relaxing and uneventful; those new tires are nice now it’s time to get the air conditioner fixed. I was looking forward to the week at The Woodlands. Bob was playing good, I was going to shack up with Todd’s (Watson’s caddy) brother Paul, watch a bunch of baseball, and play our way in to the Schwab Cup tournament. Bob only needed about $80-90,000 for the top thirty money winners event and I liked our chances.
A Round of Golf with Brett Favre
Boers and Bernstein, or as my college educated daughter calls them “Boring and Beefcakes”, were bad mouthing Brett Favre earlier this week. Listening for ten or fifteen minutes because that’s all I can handle, I realized their opinion was probably based on media hype, anti-Packer/Viking sentiment, a tinge of jealousy, and the jaded view from their soapbox because they never step down among us. Their opinion is all that matters, they love to hear themselves talk.
The one who has drawn so many to golf, Tiger, has also chased a bunch of us away the last month. I’m oh, so, tired of his arrogance, hidden agenda, and misuse of America’s respect for him. I haven’t tuned into a golf program all week; baseball and football, even though it was lousy last weekend, have sated my sports fix. Hall of Fame inductions are tomorrow and among all the hallowed grounds of sports, Cooperstown is befitting the history of the game.
Tiger’s Effect on a Fan
First of all, I’m a golf fan, not just a Tiger fan. I’ve admired the game for a long time, especially the players’ character at the highest level. The PGA Tour doesn’t have an extensive criminal dossier for its members like the NFL or the NBA. The PGA Tour advertises with the high end of society; Rolex, Accenture, Tag Heuer, Cadillac, etc. are all after the upper class dollar, and to have a squeaky clean, racially mixed, photogenic spokesman has filled their advertising needs, not to mention the PGA Tour’s vaults and Tiger’s pockets.
Well, they caught a really big fish. Doug Barren has never been a household name until now. He’s the first caught for use of performance enhancing drugs but I’ll bet there have been a few recreational drug users recognized during last year’s drug testing. Professional golfers are a reflection of society, there’s a few boys out here partaking of a few vices, it’s not that big of a deal though.
I was supposed to work for Willie Wood at the Nationwide Tour’s event in Chattanooga, Tenn., but he withdrew so he could watch his son’s last golf tournament of the year. Standing on the Black Creek CC practice tee late Wednesday morning unemployed, my chances for a job were waning, and I was hoping to line up something for the next week. My phone rang; I didn’t recognize the number, but for some reason I decided to answer.
“Hello, Mark, this is Tom Watson. Can you work for me next week in Houston? Ox can’t make it.”
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