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

January 2010 - Posts

  • The Confederacy of Dunces Called The PGA Merchandise Show

    As you read this I will be in sunny Florida at the PGA Merchandise Show. I’m staying in a $300 room at the Rosen Center Hotel next door to the convention center. If I were actually somebody important, I’d be staying in a $450 room at the Peabody, which is across the street, but that’s another story.

    I mention the cost of the rooms not to impress you, but to make a point about how crazy costs are at events like this. There is a semi-pervasive attitude at these things that costs are not important because the company is paying, so it’s okay to pay $300 for a room that would cost $150 or $200 back home.

    While I’m exposing my cheapness, why is it that you can stay in a Motel 6 and receive free Internet and my $300 room charges me an extra $10 a day for that service?

    Speaking of cheap, I’ve attended the show for the last ten or fifteen years mainly because someone else has paid, and if you have learned anything about me since I invaded this space it is that I rarely pay for anything, and once again that is true. But I’m not alone; the lobby bar at the Rosen is standing room only with guys who have less reason to be there than I do. It’s a Confederacy of Dunces, dressed in company clothes with official-looking credentials hanging around their necks. Some are selling, some are buying and some are looking for a job. Me? I’m doing all three.

    The PGA Merchandise Show in Orlando is an odd bird. While it is fun to check out all the new stuff, I also use it as a barometer for how the golf business is doing. Last year the atmosphere was fearful; the banks were going broke faster than the golf courses and nobody was signing any long-term leases.

    As it turned out, everyone’s fears were justified as sales in the retail golf business fell as much as 30 to 40 percent in 2009. The truth is, even if you would like to help the economy, you’d be dumb to buy a new set of clubs if you’re worried about losing your job, so you re-grip and make due.

    This week’s Farmers Insurance Open, or what used to be the Buick Open, is another indication of how the year went. It’s hard to believe that they used to say, “What’s good for General Motors is good for America.” Paybacks are hell, and paybacks for fifty years of sleeping at the wheel are often fatal. But the Buick Open is not the first golf tournament to lose a sponsor and it won’t be the last; the question is has anyone at General Motors learned a lesson?

    When you hear of the PGA Merchandise Show you naturally think of shiny new golf clubs, and there are a lot of those here to be sure, but like your local pro-shop, the PGA Merchandise Show has become a soft-goods show. I never actually measured, but I’ll bet half of the display area is clothing. One of the things that retailers have discovered is that selling golf shirts requires little if any training, therefore your local pro-shop has become a glorified bright colored shirt store.

    In addition to clothes, there is a ton of golf crap. A couple of years ago I told you about the guy who invented the fake golf club that served as a portable urinal. There, years ago, I did a video on Loud Mouth clothes; you know that ugly stuff that John Daly is wearing these days. Then there was the potty-Putter, which makes me believe that there is nothing too stupid for the American investor.

    I’ve talked to several manufacturers that plan on attending this year’s show and generally their attitude is better than last year. Maybe recessions are organic and every twenty years we need one to remind us that $450 hotel rooms are a bad idea for the most part.

    If I see something totally cool, I’ll post it ASAP, and if I get something free… well I guess I’ll keep it.

     




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  • Forget Jack and Tiger, Golf Needs a Sam on Tour

    Because you know how much I love the FedEx Cup, I feel it’s my duty to report that Geoff Ogilvy and Ryan Palmer are leading the FedEx Cup with 500 points. I can hardly wait for the playoffs.

    Speaking of playoffs, the FedEx Cup won’t be breaking for the Ryder Cup this year, instead they’re delaying the Ryder Cup until October 1st. You think the weather is unpredictable in Scotland in July, wait until you catch the weather in Newport, Wales in October.

    Oh, well. We’ll always have Sony Open and Waialae in January. If you missed Geoff Ogilvy last week he headed home for the birth of his third child. Geoff said he expects to play in the Accenture Match Play Championship in late February, but that’s another story.

    As I was perusing the field of last week’s Sony Open, it occurred to me that there are more Boo’s, Bubba’s and Bo’s than Sam’s in the field. There’s also a Chad, Charlie and Chez, but only one Bob, one Billy and one Bill. I saw a Kaname, Daisuke, Ryuichi, Retief and ViJay, four John’s and one Jonathan, but no Sam’s.

    Just for the record, who names a kid Briny, Brian, Blake, Brendon, Brenden, Brett, or Bryce when they could have named him Sam? And what about Y. E., W. C., D. A., D. J., T. J. and K. J.; Those aren’t even really names, are they?

    At least Shigeki, Fredrik, Jesper and Henrik have an excuse; they’re all from who knows where, but Bubba is an American. Why didn’t his daddy just call him Hick?

    I’m telling you, if we don’t do something fast the PGA field is going to start sounding like As The World Turns, which reminds me that Parker, Lucas, Brad, Ryan, Harrison, Tadd, and Derek will all be playing this week. And don’t forget Alex, Roland, Garth, Rory, Jason, Dean and Shane.

    Where have you gone Joe DiMaggio, and where are all the manly names like Sam?

    In Indonesia all male first children have the same name, as do all second male children and so on and so forth. In other words, if you’re a first child your name is Tom the same as your next-door neighbor’s first male child. Granted, this caused a bit of a problem when they are calling roll at school, but it’s all worth it because they have no Parkers, or Tadds, or Chezs do deal with.

    Perhaps the American Indians have the best idea naming a child after the first thing they see, like Sitting Bull, Running Deer, Tall Tree or Dances With Wolves, but then again having the first name Sitting, Running, Tall or Dances is not all that appealing. But I digress.

    So, here’s my message to parents all over the world; let’s get back to basics. I know all of my Japanese readers who are with child may be considering naming their next male child Shigeki, but I’m asking you to reconsider and name him Sam. The same goes for you Swedes, Danes, Koreans, English and Aussies. I know there is tremendous pop-culture pressure to name your next male child Jesper, or Fredrik, or Y. E., or Monty, or Geoff, but you must fight this with all your heart.

    I’m not asking for a Bubba, or a Woody, or even a Joe, just one more Sam on Tour. Is that too much to ask?




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  • A Game For All Seasons

    There is something strange about starting the golf season with half of the U.S. freezing and 49 percent just plain cold. The one percent not freezing is Kapalua, Hawaii; luckily that is where they are playing the SBS Championship.

    Getting to tee it up the first week of the season is pretty special. The invites for the SBS Championship are tossed around like manhole covers; win and you’re in otherwise you’ll be forced to wait for the Sony Open just down the street at Waialae (why do all Hawaiian words have three As?). Geoff Ogilvy took the prize money last year and before that Stuart Appleby won it ten times in a row… Okay, it was three times, but seems like ten.

    I’ve never played Kapalua, hell, I run out of As trying to spell it, but it appears to be one of those resort courses with wide fairways and greens the size of a Texas dancehall. I don’t know what the green fees are, but I expect it’s north of 300 bills, but that’s another story.

    To get the year started off right, I’m here to complain about the length of the seasons, not the golf season, but sports seasons in general. There once was a time, not too long ago, when sports seasons sort of made sense. Baseball filled the days of summer and you strapped on the football pads when the air turned crisp. Hockey and basketball were cold weather sports and soccer and tennis were played when there was nothing good on TV.

    Most of the early golf season was a warm up for Pebble Beach and the Masters. Everything made sense. 

    Now, here we are in the first week of the golf season and the football season is only half over. The World Series ran into November, the Super Bowl is being played in February, the NBA basketball playoffs will be going until May or June… what’s a sports fan to do?

    I don’t know about you, but I’m still eating turkey sandwiches and in 30 days the Winter Olympics are starting and I’ll be growing my Apollo Ohno soul patch.

    I’m from Texas so I have to be a football fan, but Football seems to be the worst season poacher. The Dallas Cowboys off-season workouts start the day after the Super Bowl. There are five pre-season games and there’s talk of adding two more games to the regular season. At this rate, they will be playing the Super Bowl during the Masters.

    College is no better. The last BCS Bowl is January 7th. So much for the student athlete.

    So, what is this season stretching all about? Why do good college football teams play 14 games and bad ones play less… don’t the bad ones need the practice more? Why is the NFL contemplating an 18 game season? While we’re at it, why did the PGA create the Players and FedEx Cup? For the fans, right; and if you believe that I’ve got some oceanfront property near downtown Dallas I’d like to show you.

    The rich and powerful people and the ivy-covered academics that control sports need to check their fans as often as they check their checkbooks. Nobody except your CFO really wants the last BCS bowl on January 7th, or the Super Bowl in February, or the World Series in November. The golden goose has a pulled hamstring and the fans, even the crazy, fanatic fans are ODing.

    … and golf guys, enough of the silly season already.

     




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