Sunday, April 25, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The difference between right and wrong
Jim Nance is my hero. He's putting his reputation as an even-keeled...on the fence uber-announcer...on the line, as one with talons that no one saw coming.
Unless you saw the Masters last week.
Tiger in round 3 at the 1st hole teeing off...literally was teed off at his shot and blurted out his displeasure so every little kid and golf fan that dreams of hero's heard....the blurt heard round the world...with apologies to Franz Ferdinand is what torched Jim's ears that gorgeous Saturday at the Masters.
We can connect the dots to Tiger as an overachieved punk who still thinks he's above it all. He tramples the grounds of Augusta to announce his return because it benefits him...not golf. He shows his potty mouth when he said he wouldn't, right in front of Nance. The dots are connected...he doesn't care. And I guess that's alright...but not in golf. not for a purist.
...Not to Nance, and everybody that represents him.
When Mickelson exulted in his final putt on 18 on that glorious Sunday afternoon...he said "Oh my goodness." If you were a lip reader, you knew it. And that sums up the ascension of Mickelson onto the hero's pedestal.
When we look into the goodness of golf...we see Phil Mickelson, Arnold Palmer and Jack Nicklaus (who BTW brought tears to me eyes as they kicked off the tournament with their drives on Thursday).
But we also should include Jim Nance. The man that has the best job in the world, accepts his place in life as a gracious ambassador to every sport he broadcasts...
and one that can tell you right from wrong.
Thanks for reading. Keep it in the short-grass,
JFB
Unless you saw the Masters last week.
Tiger in round 3 at the 1st hole teeing off...literally was teed off at his shot and blurted out his displeasure so every little kid and golf fan that dreams of hero's heard....the blurt heard round the world...with apologies to Franz Ferdinand is what torched Jim's ears that gorgeous Saturday at the Masters.
We can connect the dots to Tiger as an overachieved punk who still thinks he's above it all. He tramples the grounds of Augusta to announce his return because it benefits him...not golf. He shows his potty mouth when he said he wouldn't, right in front of Nance. The dots are connected...he doesn't care. And I guess that's alright...but not in golf. not for a purist.
...Not to Nance, and everybody that represents him.
When Mickelson exulted in his final putt on 18 on that glorious Sunday afternoon...he said "Oh my goodness." If you were a lip reader, you knew it. And that sums up the ascension of Mickelson onto the hero's pedestal.
When we look into the goodness of golf...we see Phil Mickelson, Arnold Palmer and Jack Nicklaus (who BTW brought tears to me eyes as they kicked off the tournament with their drives on Thursday).
But we also should include Jim Nance. The man that has the best job in the world, accepts his place in life as a gracious ambassador to every sport he broadcasts...
and one that can tell you right from wrong.
Thanks for reading. Keep it in the short-grass,
JFB
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Ahhh spring...
Among the depths of pollen-dusted sidewalks and car-tops, there are few rites of spring that hit the state of Georgia with as much punch.
Except when you are a 16 year old Italian winning the Georgia Cup that is typically won by local amateurs.
...then you sit up and take notice.
So, while many of the Augustan Army-nation clambers to get a glimpse of "the man" in dark sunglasses, the better views will be had around 10 am this morning, when the future will be teeing off.
The future is one Matteo Manassero. "The boy" who made the cut into this weekend at the Masters.
"Young Seve"...as he is called in his homeland, at 16, was the second-youngest to win the British Amateur...that lore goes to Tom Morris.
But Matteo won in America last week at the Georgia Cup at the Golf Club of Georgia...a smootch of a track.
Amongst his juggling act of school and playing in Europe, the 16 year old, has become the darling of the International circuit...and US golf needs to embrace him. Media would be wise to let the youngster show his talents on live TV this weekend.
Tiger didn't turn pro until 20. Matteo is 16, and, like Tiger, his parents have him grounded and in charge of his destiny.
And while two of the top Europeans battle it out today which should be very exciting match play...the one they need to keep an eye on is Matteo.
Seve is.
Thanks for reading. Keep it in the short-grass,
JFB
Except when you are a 16 year old Italian winning the Georgia Cup that is typically won by local amateurs.
...then you sit up and take notice.
So, while many of the Augustan Army-nation clambers to get a glimpse of "the man" in dark sunglasses, the better views will be had around 10 am this morning, when the future will be teeing off.
The future is one Matteo Manassero. "The boy" who made the cut into this weekend at the Masters.
"Young Seve"...as he is called in his homeland, at 16, was the second-youngest to win the British Amateur...that lore goes to Tom Morris.
But Matteo won in America last week at the Georgia Cup at the Golf Club of Georgia...a smootch of a track.
Amongst his juggling act of school and playing in Europe, the 16 year old, has become the darling of the International circuit...and US golf needs to embrace him. Media would be wise to let the youngster show his talents on live TV this weekend.
Tiger didn't turn pro until 20. Matteo is 16, and, like Tiger, his parents have him grounded and in charge of his destiny.
And while two of the top Europeans battle it out today which should be very exciting match play...the one they need to keep an eye on is Matteo.
Seve is.
Thanks for reading. Keep it in the short-grass,
JFB
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