Category: Golf

Ever wonder what it’s like to be 14 years old and be with three celebrities for a whopping 18 holes of boring… long… golf?

Did I mention this was for community service?…

If you took a glance at the bottom of the PGA TOUR leaderboard after the first round of play at the Sony Open in Hawaii, you would have seen a recognizable name scrambled in with mostly TOUR no-names. Michelle Wie, a native of Honolulu, was tied for 142nd after shooting a 9-over 79. With no shot at making the cut, the 16-year-old showed flashes of brilliance in round two recording seven birdies on her way to a 2-under 68. For the fourth time in three years playing in a TOUR event, The Big Wiesy did not qualify for the weekend. One has to wonder how playing against the men is helping Michelle progress to be an elite golfer.

Youth has always saved American sport.  Dating back to Bird and Magic, then Jordan.  DiMaggio after Ruth, Mantle after DiMaggio, the Williams sisters in tennis, Tiger and Phil, and countless others. Youth always brings new life and new interest to their respective sports.  Our newest arrival of youth has the potential to save a new sport, women’s golf.  I sincerely thought I would never say this, but I am actually excited about the future of women’s golf, and not just professional women’s golf, but amateur ranks as well.

You just need one word to describe Annika Sorenstam when it comes to women’s golf. Untouchable.

Sometimes the greatest stories miss the cut by four shots.

More often than not, this is not the case. But Friday at Pinehurst, it was.

I have a question for you. Why am I watching golf? This is the question I have been asking myself all weekend. Golf is quite possibly one of the most captivating sports I have ever seen, but why haven’t I discovered it before.

By Sean Quinn

We can’t fathom what it is like to be Tiger Woods.  We can grasp what talent it takes and what ability it takes to be the greatest golfer in history, but we can’t fully understand what it is like to be that mentally focused.  

We can’t comprehend his mentality that always strives for perfection.  The mentality that tears down a golf swing that propelled him to 200-plus straight weeks as the number one ranked golfer in the world, and builds it up again as if it were a TLC remodeling project.  We haven’t seen any athlete who has the mental capacity of Woods and we probably never will.  

Tiger is back. And not the grumpy, distracted Tiger with the loopy swing. Not the Tiger with the Swedish supermodel wife or the Buick commercials or Nike deals. Not the Tiger that fired his coach Butch Harmon or couldn’t buy a straight drive. But the kid Tiger, with the eyes, and the fist-pump, and the roar. And the question is, did you miss him?

By Ryan McGowan

If you think back to summers when you were a kid, they all kind of blend together.  Summer memories all evoke a certain nostalgia: long, lazy days in the pool, unending games of stickball, wiffleball, tennisball, or whatever games you played to pass the time, running from adults after sneaking into their yard to retrieve a home run ball, following the baseball standings, reading the box scores.  Of course, some of our readers might have different memories of being chased, in this case by the cops or jealous girlfriends rather than by fascist neighbors.  Either way, the summers of one’s childhood tend to be a hazy collection of blurred, pleasant memories.

There is a reason that I, and many golf fans, don’t like seeing Todd Hamilton and his ilk win the major tournaments. There is a reason why the sport doesn’t (shouldn’t?) like it. It’s dreadfully, interminably boring.