Muni bunkers typically contain just about everything except sand. (And
rakes - which makes sense, no sand, no need to rake).
If the USGA really
wanted to challenge the game's best players, they should have left the
fairways, greens and bunkers as they were. Let's see these guys blast
out of a greenside "sand" trap when the ball is resting on a
rock and stuck to an old Almond Joy wrapper. And then figure out a way
to putt around the dandelion that put down roots halfway between their
ball and the hole.
I wonder what kind
of reaction a player would have after blasting a 250-yard drive down the
middle of the fairway only to find the ball sitting in a patch of dirt
and gravel. Now that's municipal golf.
Put a Mustang engine
in a Pinto and it's no longer a Pinto. Put actual sand in the bunkers
at a municipal golf course… you get the idea.
This year's championship
has been dubbed "The People's Open" because the course is accessible
to anyone with thirty-nine dollars in their pocket and thirty-nine hours
to kill.
I've read many accounts
of avid golfers (I should probably say fanatic golfers) camping out in
the Bethpage State Park parking lot for a day or two in order to secure
a tee time on the Black.
Twenty-four to thirty-six
hours sitting behind the wheel of a suped-up Pinto with three other guys
drinking beer, eating nachos and sweating. Can you imagine what the inside
of that car smells like after day one? How about day two?
Sore back, stiff neck,
golf shirt pitted out, morning breath (from yesterday) and starting day
three in the same underwear – LET'S PLAY SOME GOLF!
These guys are "just
happy to be playing the Black". They have no expectation of playing
well and seem to revel in the entire two day experience.
I don't get it. But
then, I'd never stand in line overnight for World Series tickets - or
Brittany Spears tickets for that matter. And I never really got the fascination
with Woodstock. Rolling around in a muddy cow pasture for three days listening
to rock music.
There are way too
many public courses that I can play the morning after a good night sleep,
a hot meal and a shower to subject myself to that kind of ordeal. I like
to approach the first tee thinking about putting my drive in play, not
the pain and itch of a growing hemorrhoid from sitting on a vinyl bucket
seat. Maybe to play a round at Augusta National, but Bethpage Black?
The designation of
this championship as "The People's Open" may be a good omen
for one of the few amateurs that managed to survive grueling local and
regional qualifying tournaments to earn a spot in the field.
It may offer them
some glimmer of hope where normally none exists for an amateur competing
at the Open Championship. History is certainly working against them.
In 1933, Johnny Goodman
became the fifth amateur to win the U.S. Open. It was really no big deal
at the time, amateurs had captured four of the previous ten Open Championships.
(Of course, it was the great Bobby Jones that won all four).
Unfortunately for
the amateurs playing the Black this weekend, Johnny Goodman was the last
of their kind to win a U.S. Open. Even Jack Nicklaus could do no better
than second as an amateur finishing two shots back of Arnold Palmer in
1960.
Of course with Tiger
prowling the fairways and greens at this municipal course even the most
accomplished professionals may have to settle for second best –
again.
But if ever there
were a time for a modern amateur to make his move, it's at "The People's
Open" at Bethpage Black.
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