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Thought provoking, original, and often brow-raising editorials on golf by members of the Tees2Greens Editorial staff.

April 2008 - Posts

  • What Byron Nelson Deserves

    D.A. Weibring’s phone bill probably doubled or tripled last week. The man behind the spectacular renovation of the TPC Four Seasons course was playing in the Liberty Mutual Legends of Golf in Savannah, Georgia and couldn’t attend the coming out party for his latest creation back in Texas at the EDS Byron Nelson Championship.

    Steve Wolfard the lead architect and Josh Peters the talented young design associate on the TPC Four Seasons course maintained almost a continuous telephone and text dialogue with D.A. throughout the weekend. “What’s the feedback?” D.A. would ask? Like an expectant father stranded hundreds of miles away, D.A. wanted every detail.

    Several days earlier D.A. had been on the property working with PGA officials and an army of agronomists on the final touches. The Weibring/Wolfard design called for a clean, manicured fairway look around the greens and bunkers to create interesting playing options, however there were a couple of places where the young grass might not tolerate a tight fairway cut, so the PGA recommended letting those areas grow out, at least one more year. “Preparing a golf course for a PGA Tournament is a major undertaking, especially a young golf course.” D.A. noted. “Our job is to make sure that the course plays the way we intended it to play.”

    After the course work the media interviews started and went on until nightfall. D.A. had already told the story a thousand times over the last 18-months, and before the week was over he would tell it a thousand more. “Some jobs are business, but this is personal.” He would say. “Byron Nelson deserved our best.” On Tuesday afternoon he spent time with Peggy Nelson talking about the changes and telling her how he hoped that Byron would be pleased. Peggy smiled knowingly and gave D.A. a hug.

    Practice rounds had started Monday before the Tournament, but that’s not Tournament golf, and in all truthfulness, no one really knew how the golf course would play. Unlike most of today’s golf course renovations, D.A. had not felt the pressure to so call “Tiger Proof” the course by lengthening it; in fact the new course was a mere 200 yards longer. The design strategy was to present Tour players, as well as amateurs, with options in order to make them think; should I pitch or should I putt; do I play a cut or a draw? “The easiest thing in the world is to make a golf course hard.” D.A. liked to say. “The goal is to make it challenging for players of all skill levels. Golf is a game and it ought to be fun.”

    Looking over the lush fairways and greens of the new TPC Four Seasons course early Thursday, it was hard to understand what D.A. was worried about, and as the rave reviews of the course compounded one golfer after another, it was clear that all of his team’s hard work had paid off spectacularly.

    By the end of the week the results were in and the cumulative scoring average at the newly-redesigned par-70 TPC Four Seasons was 72.028, compared to 70.237 a year ago. For the week, just 12 players finished with under-par scores. The final-round scoring average was 73.066. The par-4 third hole played the toughest at 4.396, while the par-5 seventh hole was the easiest at 4.690.

    Of the six past champions of the EDS Byron Nelson Championship who competed this past week, 2000 winner Jesper Parnevik enjoyed the best finish with a tie for 13th showing. The others included 2007 champion Scott Verplank (tie for 61st), 2006 winner Brett Wetterich (missed cut), 2005 winner Ted Purdy (tied for 35th), 2004 champion Sergio Garcia (tied for 19th) and 2002 victor Shigeki Maruyama (72).

    As you know by now, Adam Scott birdied the third extra hole from 48 feet to edge out Ryan Moore for the win. But what you may not know is that just about everyone from Masters champion Trevor Immelman to EDS Byron Nelson Championship winner Adam Scott had nothing but praise for D.A.’s handy work. And, the word on the street and around the PGA Tour is that the EDS Byron Nelson Championship is back, and nobody could be happier than D.A. Weibring and Byron Nelson.



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  • The Fine Art of Choking By The Best In The Game

    Former football coach, and now television hair stylist, Jimmy Johnson likes to say that winning is not about who makes the most good plays but about who makes the fewest bad ones.  Golf is like that; just don’t have a 72nd hole melt-down like Phil Mickelson’s U.S. Open performance and everything is going to be okay.  Meet Trevor Immelman the master of the fewest mistakes and now the 2008 Masters champion.

    With the likes of Tiger Woods, Stewart Cink, Brandt Snedeker, Phil Mickelson, Padraig Harrington and Steve Flesch taking aim at golf’s most coveted wardrobe upgrade, Trevor Immelman made exactly three fewer mistakes than all of his pursuers and now he gets to order dinner at next year’s Champion’s pig out.

    For hours we watched and waited for Immelman to back up, which he did eventually, but by that time it was too late.  If Tiger shoots 69 Immelman is another Len Mattiace.  If Steve Flesch shoots 70, Immelman is relegated to who’s he.  And, if Brandt Snedeker could stop crying long enough to shoot par everyone would know how to spell his name instead of Immelman, but that didn’t happen, and Trevor is the toast of the golf world.

    So, what did happen?  Was this a collective choke, or did Immelman simply beat all comers?  The answer is yes; it was a collective choke, and Immelman did beat all comers.  Did everyone play as well as they could and Trevor was just better?  No, that’s not what happened, Trevor made the fewest mistakes.  Would Trevor have won if Tiger had brought his “A” game, probably not, but remember Trevor didn’t bring his “A” game either.

    Did Tiger Woods, Stewart Cink, Brandt Snedeker, Phil Mickelson, Padraig Harrington and Steve Flesch choke?  It depends on your definition of choking, but it didn’t look like anyone of them could have mustered up enough saliva to spit. Big stage, big money, careers made and forgotten and perhaps golf history in the balance, but who’s counting.

    Some rise to the magnificent occasion over and over, but no one does it every time, not Tiger, or Jack, or Jean Van de Velde.

    Do you remember these historic chokes? Here’s sports journalist Brent Kelly’s top ten:

    When Lorena Ochoa came to the 18th hole at the 2005 U.S. Women's Open she was in a position to win or at the very least get into a playoff when she hit one of the worst drives in ever hit in a major.

    Her driver hit the ground a couple inches behind the ball - taking a divot - then bounced up into the ball. The ball shot left and dove into the water. To make matters worse, Ochoa's second drive found the rough, then her approach to the green went into the grandstands. She quadruple-bogeyed No. 18 and finished four shots back.

    Ed Sneed started the final round of the 1979 Masters with a 5-stroke lead, and kept it through most of the day. Then, things fell apart. With a 3-shot lead and three holes to play, Sneed bogeyed the 16th, 17th and 18th holes. His par putts on 16 and 17 stopped right on the lip. On No. 18, Sneed again came agonizingly close. The par would have won him a Green Jacket. But with bogey - and a 76 total for the fourth round - Sneed fell into a playoff, which he lost to Fuzzy Zoeller.

    Phil Mickelson entered the 2006 U.S. Open at Winged Foot going for his fourth career major and third in a row, and if you remember, he almost got it.  But then with victory one par away, he reverted to the old Phil. With a 1-stroke lead as he stood on the 18th tee and despite hitting only two fairways all day, he pulled the driver again and promptly drove his ball over a hospitality tent, bounding into the spectator area.

    Rather than advancing the ball a short distance but getting it back in the fairway - where he might make par the hard way, or, at worse, bogey to get into a playoff in which he'd be the heavy favorite - Mickelson attempted a huge slice under and around tree branches. It didn't work. The ball hit a branch and stopped 25 yards in front of him.

    He hit another big slice, but this one plugged in a back bunker, and not even Mickelson's short-game magic could save him from there. He double-bogeyed and that was that. 

    Mark Calcavecchia’s 1991 Ryder Cup collapse is one of the more painful to watch. Known as the "War on the Shore," Calcavecchia's singles match was against Colin Montgomerie, and Calc was in great shape: he was dormie, 4-up with four to play. A win on any of the final four holes and he'd win the Cup for America. You know what happened: Calc lost all four holes and halved the match.

    The stretch included a tee shot on the par-3 17th at Kiawah Island that was very close to a shank, Calcavecchia's ball plopping into the water. Thinking he had lost the Ryder Cup for Team USA, Calcavecchia walked away from the 18th green, down onto the beach, sank into the sand and cried.

    Doug Sanders was a successful PGA Tour player from the mid-1950s to the early-1970s, winning 20 times, including five times in 1961. But he never won a major. The 1970 British Open was his best chance. Playing at St. Andrews, in the final pairing with Jack Nicklaus, Sanders had a one-shot lead on 18 after a saving par on 17 from the Road Hole bunker.

    His approach to the No. 18 green left him 30 feet above the hole. If he two-putts, he wins. Sanders' lag putt stopped less than three feet from the cup. But it was a downhill slider, left-to-right. As soon as he struck the ball, Sanders' body began moving forward, and he reached out to the ball as if to try to bring it back for a do-over. There was no do-over, and Sanders fell into a tie. The next day he lost the playoff to Nicklaus.

    Scott Hoch should have won the 1989 Masters, but didn't. Hoch led Nick Faldo by one at No. 17, but missed a relatively short par putt and fell back into a tie. Hoch's and Faldo's scores matched on No. 18, so they went to a sudden-death playoff.

    On the first hole of the playoff - No. 10 at Augusta - Faldo struggled to a bogey 5. Hoch was left with a birdie putt - he could two-putt and win the Masters. Hoch three-putted.

    Faldo sank a 25-footer on the next hole for the victory.

    Sam Snead won a record 82 PGA Tour events but he never won the U.S. Open, and his 1947 playoff loss is just one of four runner-up finishes in the event for Snead.

    In 1947, Snead needed a birdie to get into a playoff, and snaked in an 18-footer to do just that. The 18-hole playoff was with Lew Worsham, and Snead had a 2-stroke lead with three holes to play. But he gave both those strokes back and went to 18 tied.

    Snead and Worsham reached the No. 18 green in two and had very short putts of similar lengths for birdies. Snead's putt was only 2 1/2 feet in length, and he took his address to putt first. But as Snead was about to putt, Worsham interrupted and stopped play. He wasn't sure whether Snead was away and wanted a measurement to determine who should putt first.

    Was it gamesmanship, or a genuine concern over order of play? Regardless, after measurements were taken, it was ruled that Snead was away after all. Sam took his putting stance again ... and missed. Worsham made his putt for the victory.

    Greg Norman had a career that combined bad luck with bad nerves in critical situations. At times Norman seemed snakebit, still, his career was stellar: 20 wins and two majors.

    The Masters was the tournament he wanted more than any other. Jack Nicklaus was his hero, and Nicklaus had six green jackets - beating Norman by a stroke for one of them. Norman had come close at Augusta before, and 1996 seemed like his year to finally win it.

    Norman played great all week - he shot a course-record 63 in the first round - and entered the final round with a 6-shot lead over Nick Faldo, but from the start, Norman's game was off, and Faldo's was on fire. Norman's lead disappeared quickly, and he never regained it. While Faldo was en route to a 67, Norman was on his way to five bogeys and two double-bogeys 78.

    Jean Van de Velde was a journeyman player on the European Tour, not a golfer who had much experience playing near the top of major championship leaderboards.

    But any Tour golfer who needs only a double-bogey on the last hole to win should be able to do better than Van de Velde did on Sunday on No. 18 at Carnoustie in 1999.

    Trying to become the first Frenchman to win the Open Championship since 1907, Van de Velde reached the 18th tee with a 3-stroke lead. It seemed as if the tournament was already over. Then Van de Velde compounded bad shots with bad decisions and the rest, as they say, is history.

    Arnold Palmer began the final round of the 1960 U.S. Open seven shots behind - and won. In 1966 at Olympic Club, Palmer had a 7-shot lead in the final round - and lost.

    Palmer started the fourth round three shots better than Billy Casper, and when the players made the turn, Palmer had stretched his lead to seven strokes, but then Casper went on a tear and Palmer cooled off.  Plamer gave up a stroke at the 10th, then lost another at the 13th. The players halved the 14th, so to speak, which left Palmer with a 5-stroke lead with four holes to play, which Casper completely erased that lead over the next three holes. Palmer gave two back at the 15th, then gave up another two on the 16th.

    When Palmer bogeyed the 17th, the entire 7-stroke lead was gone. Palmer and Casper were tied. Palmer staggered home but managed to tie Casper on the 18th, forcing an 18-hole playoff the following day.

    Once again, in the playoff, Palmer let a lead slip away. Up by two in the playoff with eight holes to go, he gave up six shots over the remaining holes. Casper won the playoff, 69 to 73, and the U.S. Open.

    So, the next time you miss a three foot putt and lose five bucks, take heart in knowing that you’re in good company.




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  • I’d Like To Go To The Masters... But Just Once

    I have never been to the Masters, and judging by the cost of ticket prices listed below, unless someone dies and leaves me lots of money, I may never go. Sure, there is that “Everyone should go once their life” aspect to the Masters, but I feel the same way about Pebble Beach and the British Open and I’ll probably never get there either.

    Unfortunately media credentials are almost as hard to come by as tickets, but to tell you the truth, I haven’t even tried. Why? Frankly, given the choice, I would rather spend my own money playing Pebble Beach and St. Andrews than watching the pros tee it up, but that’s just me, you may feel differently.

    I attended the U.S. Open at Pinehurst a few years back. I flew in on a private jet and that was cool. I was feeling like hot stuff until I noticed that we had the smallest jet there. Reality checks come in all sizes, and in those circles it is hard to win the biggest toy contest.

    The U.S. Open is a wonderful tournament, and at the end of the day, I had a much better understanding of golf and myself. Golf is cool, but if you really want to see the tournament watch it on television. Traveling to the U.S. Open was cool, but at the end of the day I was tired, and my feet hurt. It was cool to see Tiger and others, but I had seen them before and none of them remembered me. It was cool to see Pinehurst, but it was long and hot, and for the most part I didn’t have a very good view of any golf.

    Jetting home that night, munching on a cold Whataburger that we had picked up on the way to the airport, it occurred to me that first-class on American Airlines was actually more comfortable and the food was better. I thought to myself, this high rolling stuff with private jet and U.S. Open tickets is not all that cool. Then we landed in Dallas.

    As we taxied toward the private terminal, I noticed that my car had been pulled up to a red carpet that had been laid out for us. As we stepped from the plane I saw that my car had been washed and polished and was waiting for me with the door open and the engine running. As my feet touched the red carpet I sipped the glass of Champagne that had been presented to me and reached for the hot towel that was offered by a young lady that looked exactly like Nicole Kidman.

    As I sat in my car washing the Whataburger smell off my hands, just for a moment I wondered what the poor people were doing, and I was sure about one thing; they were not going to golf tournaments.

    Event Date Venue Price
    Masters Tickets - Tuesday Practice Round 4/8 4-8-2008
    Tuesday
    10:00 AM
    Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, GA $323 - $323
    2008 Masters - Hospitality Tickets The 19th Hole - StubHub Hospitality Clubhouse in Augusta, GA $249 - $249
    Masters Tickets - Wednesday Practice Round 4/9 4-9-2008
    Wednesday
    10:00 AM
    Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, GA $625 - $717
    Masters Tickets - Competition Package (Includes access to all 4 Competition Rounds, Thursday - Sunday) 4/10 4-10-2008
    Thursday
    7:00 AM
    Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, GA $213 - $8236
    Masters Tickets - Thursday First Round 4/10 4-10-2008
    Thursday
    7:00 AM
    Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, GA $1412 - $5942
    Masters Tickets - Friday Second Round 4/11 4-11-2008
    Friday
    7:00 AM
    Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, GA $1236 - $5589
    Masters Tickets - 2 Day Package (Includes Saturday and Sunday) 4/12 4-12-2008
    Saturday
    7:00 AM
    Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, GA $2475 - $2695
    Masters Tickets - Saturday Third Round 4/12 4-12-2008
    Saturday
    7:00 AM
    Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, GA $1100 - $3068
    Masters Tickets - Sunday Final Round 4/13 4-13-2008
    Sunday
    7:00 AM
    Augusta National Golf Club in Augusta, GA $1236 - $6942



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  • Words of Wisdom on the Evils of Betting on Golf

    I just returned from my annual golf getaway with the boys. It is a man-sized long weekend filled with scratching, spitting, cigars, gambling, drinking and enough golf to make even the most avid player say uncle.

    Long time readers will remember that this is the weekend of the big money Calcutta and this year’s purse was a record 51,000 big ones. As is the custom, syndicates are formed to shell out the cash for the two man teams that go for upwards of 3,500 clams. Luckily, my team only went for 650 bucks, and I say luckily because it is tradition to buy back at least 25% of your team from the syndicate, thus counting the $75 entry fee I’m into this contest for almost $200 not including the other rounds of golf, my room, meals and side bets.

    Avid readers will also remember that this is the point where I annually complain about the cost, but I have a valid reason this year.

    My partner in crime at this particular event was a good friend of mine named Fred. Golf Buddy Fred is a solid 10 handicap and very long off the tee, which is the perfect counterpoint to my game. At this point of the story I should plug in my strengths, but alas I have none… with one exception. I am a gamer, or at least I think I am. Money tends to make me focus and when the big bucks are on the line I’m your man, which is why my winning record at this particular event is 1 and 14 with two other almost in the money rounds.

    Before you judge my seemingly anemic winning percentage, you need to consider that of the more than 3,000 players who have participated over the last 15 years I am one of fewer than 240 who have actually won money. Granted, blind luck will get you about the same odds, but it’s my story and I am sticking to it.

    But I digress.

    The big buck Calcutta starts at the end of a long day of tournament golf followed by a hole-in-one contest, too much breakfast, lunch, beer and other distractions. There are four flights. Half of the teams are eliminated on the first hole and so on until four teams reunite on the final hole for the money. It starts out as anything goes golf with lots of laughing and heckling, but by the final hole it gets serious and respectful. And, with that much money at stake, it also gets a little tight. However, I’m getting ahead of myself.

    Golf Buddy Fred and I were the sixth team to tee-off in our flight and we watched the five teams before us rip it down the middle of the fairway. Screw the heckling and the mariachi music theses guys were long and strong. But I’ve got Golf Buddy Fred and he is long and strong as well… most of the time. However, now and then Golf Buddy Fred reaches back a bit too far and hooks his drive, but not today. Today Golf Buddy Fred eliminated his natural tendency to hook the ball by blocking it right.

    On the right side of the first fairway is a bunker that Golf Buddy Fred flies like the Hindenburg, and just like the Hindenburg his Pro-V1 falls headlong toward the earth, but the earth is nowhere to be found. Instead, this heavenly projectile appears to have fallen into the water just beyond the bunker.

    Team Golf Buddy Fred and Sam “Bogey” Johnson now lie 3.

    Motivational speakers from Augusta to Pebble Beach will tell you that every adversity is also an opportunity and in some circumstances I’m sure they are right, but the smart money would rather have the ball in the fairway. Remember, I told you that I’m the gamer. In difficult times I become super focused and here was my chance. Move over Tiger, I didn’t come here to lay up.

    With 150 yards of water staring me in the face and the pin lying another 35 yards beyond that, I notice that the wind picks up as I grabbed my trusty hybrid. All I needed to do was to get it on the green and anything could happen after that. Golf Buddy Fred makes a putt and who know? Those thoughts, along with uncertain vibes created by an over abundance of “three alarm” chile, filled my head and other areas as I approach the shot of the century.

    In the words of Roy “Tin Cup” McAvoy, “I didn’t come here to lay up”, but I should have, and with swing number two Team Golf Buddy Fred and Sam “Bogey” Johnson now lie 6. Game. Set. Match.

    Holy cow. It’s not the $170 bucks that I lost, it not even the fact that I only got one swing. What really ticks me off is that I hadn’t even paid my money as yet, and writing the check was like buying a ticket to last week’s lottery. No, it is worse than that. It’s like betting on golf.

    However, there are lessons to be learned here. Never bet more than you can afford to lose, never lay up, and never take a full swing with “three alarm” chile looking for a way out of your body.

    Sorry Fred. Next year I’ll pay in advance.



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