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On Top Of The World

It’s amazing how quickly blog night comes round and as so often I’m searching for the laptop (yes, it was under that pile of stuff on my bridge table – see pic above) and scratching my head for a theme.  This week, as so often, there isn’t one thing that springs to mind but I might as well start at the top, musing on the position of world No 1.  It’s tight at the top of both the men’s and women’s rankings, with players flip-flopping almost week to week, a far cry from the dominant days of Tiger Woods and Annika Sorenstam.  Nowadays you can be forgiven for not knowing who is No 1.

Is that a good thing or a bad thing for golf?  Who knows?  I, being an old-fashioned sort of semi-traditionalist in some things, am inclined to think it’s a good thing, indicative of strength in depth, that sort of thing.  Others may argue that it’s a weakness, with the sport lacking a focal point, a big name known far beyond the fairways.

If pushed, I’d argue that professional golf matters not a jot – well, ok, maybe a fraction but essentially very little – for the health of the game overall.  What matters is that lots of people, of all sorts, everywhere, play the game and love it and enjoy it.  So we need accessible, affordable places to play, breeding grounds for the golf tragics of the future.

Ariya Jutanugarn, the pride of Thailand, world No 1 and LPGA Player of the Year [Getty Images]

Some of them will go on to become world No 1, people like Ariya Jutanugarn, the Thai who has just replaced Sung Hyun Park of South Korea at the top of the Rolex (Women’s World Golf) Rankings and is the LPGA’s Rolex (watch out for them, they’re keen on golf) Player of the Year.  Georgia Hall, of England, is 6th in the world rankings, followed by the American Lexi Thompson, the Canadian Brooke Henderson and the Chinese Shanshan Feng.  It really is a global game now.

The men’s No 1 is an American, not the given that it once was, despite the fact that three of the four majors are played in the United States and the (US) PGA Tour still has a financial clout given to few.  It’s had to move beyond its borders to sustain its growth but, then, perhaps, sport knows no boundaries.  Anyway, moving swiftly on, the men’s world No 1 at the time of writing is Brooks Koepka, who replaced his fellow countryman Dustin Johnson.  There’s no arguing with Kopeka, who missed a chunk of the early season because of a wrist injury but has won two majors this year – the US Open (retaining the title he won in 2017) and the US PGA – and proved himself to be a player of substance.

Bruce Koepka, right, the new world No 1, with caddie Ricky Elliott, an Ulsterman.  Think they’ll be targeting another major at Royal Portrush next July?

Koepka doesn’t seem to go out of his way to be liked but what’s not to like?  In Global Golf Post, Ron Green wrote about the clarity and simplicity of the new No 1’s approach to the game.  Green-reading books are not for him and he’s not likely to be put on the clock for excess deliberation.  Listen to this and cheer:  “When he settles over a shot, Koepka says his mind goes quiet:  ‘I’ve simplified the game so much….There’s no swing thought.  There’s no anything.  I’m not trying to work on anything while I’m out there.  I’m just trying to hit the correct shot and it’s always between two clubs.  You just try to figure out, miss short or miss long. I think guys overcomplicate it a lot.'”

You can say that again.  This is a good time to listen to the world No 1:  “I THINK GUYS OVERCOMPLICATE IT A LOT.”

Are you listening out there?  Guys, gals, golfers everywhere.   SIMPLIFY.  DITCH THE OVERCOMPLICATING.  PLEASE.

If I’d worked a bit harder, I might have had a chance of being world No 1 in procrastinating but it’s a crowded field and I’m not sure I’d ever have had the dedication or determination required, so the mindset of serial No 1s is a bit of a mystery to me.  Getting there once, fantastic, no need to do it again.  I don’t think it works like that for ferocious competitors like Federer, Nadal, Woods and Djokovic.  Justin Rose had a taste of it, briefly, a few weeks ago and he’s keen to get there again but, really, does it matter?  If you were offered, over the course of your career, all four majors, the career grand slam or world No 1, which would you choose?   No contest, surely.

Justin Rose, keen to return to world No 1, which he’ll do if he wins in Turkey this week.  [Getty Images]

More seriously, should the European Tour be playing in Saudi Arabia next season?  Or Turkey this week?  Or Russia whenever?  Or China, even?  Who persuaded the Chinese women to withdraw from the tournament in Taiwan the other week?  Why?  Do you play or stay away?  Moscow Olympics?  Apartheid South Africa?  If anyone has the answers, please stop reading this blog immediately and get sorting.

Footnote:  excruciating puns may, or may not, have a place in a blog but they are not, repeat NOT acceptable in a budget speech in the House of Commons.  I had BBC Radio 5 Live on last night as I was tapping away and I could not believe what I was hearing as Philip Hammond, the chancellor of the exchequer, was replayed playing to his immediate audience, the MPs in front of him, on Monday and not those of us to whom what he was saying really mattered.  He’s no comedian and his ill-advised attempts at humour were no joke.

Second and more important footnote:  Sue Spencer, Whittington Heath’s super senior, had a hole-in-one at our 15th on Tuesday.  She hit a 4 rescue I think (it’s not a short short hole) and was playing with the sainted Sue Clarke, who insists on wearing her shorts until we hit November.  Perhaps it’s being born in the shadow of the Himalayas that does it.

Whittington ace Sue Spencer, left, with Sue Clarke, complete with goosebumps and galah, aghast at being dragged out in the cold!

 

November 2, 2018by Patricia
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Golf’s Open Doors

The dreaded laryngitis/lurgy type thing I’ve encountered this season lingers on and I’m now past the three-week mark.  I am much better but am certainly not helped by the fact that I’ve hit a very busy time of year and have been running around a bit like a headless chicken.  It was back to Ireland again this week, this time to the wee North and a day’s filming at the incomparable Royal Portrush Golf Club, host of the 2019 Open Championship, just in case you haven’t been paying attention.

The weather was glorious, with lots of sunshine but boy, was it cold.  I mean deep-down, right-into-your-bones sort of cold.  The programme, a documentary to be shown on BBC 2 Northern Ireland ahead of the Open next July, is fronted by the incomparable Gerry Kelly, one of Ireland’s most popular broadcasters and journalists and erstwhile prolific presenter on Ulster television.  Gerry delves into the beginnings of golf in Scotland and traces innumerable links to Irish golf in a “Who do you think you are?” type of way and apparently I was required for the final segment of playing a few holes and previewing next year’s return of the Open to the Portrush links.

Special thanks here to producer Graham Little who convinced me I was the right person for the gig.  If I hadn’t listened to him, I wouldn’t have had the chance to work with one of the best – so, thank you, Graham.  Normally I would have a nice pic to put in here but forgetting to take my phone on the course and the extreme cold put all such thoughts from my mind.  You’ll just have to hang on till the documentary comes out but don’t worry, I’ll remind you nearer the time!

Anyway, in the interests of pictorial content in the blog this is how I was spending my time in Belfast International airport on the way home……………

Blogging ………… with lurgy medicine at hand. Bottle of water just out of shot!

It’s been an interesting year, off the golf course as well as on it.  In May we started having some work done to the house which meant that the contents of four rooms were boxed up and put into storage.  These much-loved possessions were liberated ten days ago and it was with great excitement that I stood in the conservatory directing assorted boxes and furniture to the correct rooms.  Ten minutes into my traffic warden job I began to think to myself I had no idea we had accumulated so much, well, rubbish, frankly.  At this point Patricia appeared and succinctly asked, “Well, have you seen anything come down the drive yet that lifts your heart?”  I think by now you can probably guess the answer.  I decided on the spot that I would have a total cull of the garbage we had for some unknown reason refused to throw out – it was not going back into cupboards and drawers “to be dealt with later”.  It wasn’t going to make it into said cupboards and drawers again – particularly in the study.

One thing I’m quite proud of, and which gives me great pleasure, is my collection of golf books, some autobiographical, many instructional.  At Portrush Gerry had been telling me about some of the people he had met in the course of making the programme.  He encountered serious collectors and chroniclers of our sport, owners of prolific collections numbering thousands and thousands of individual pieces.  I was thinking of this as I was doing a bit of sorting the other day, (trying not to start leafing through and reading too much) and was struck by several of the authors’ names adorning my shelves – Seve Ballesteros, Jack Nicklaus, Gary Player, Nick Faldo, Mike Hebron, Pia Nilsson, Sam Snead, Peter Alliss, Dai Rees, Peggy Kirk Bell, Kitrina Douglas, Annika Sorenstam, Ken Brown, John Jacobs, to name just a few.  I realised with a start that I HAD MET all these people, had had the pleasure of spending quite a lot of time with a number of them and was privileged to call many of them my friends.

The books are slowly but surely moving from the boxes back to the shelves.

And once again I found myself sending a heartfelt thank you to Mum and Dad, wherever they may be now, for introducing their two girls to this phenomenal game called golf.  I wonder could they ever have envisaged the wonderful world they were opening up for the two of us?

At ten years of age I already I knew I was lucky……..just not how extraordinarily lucky.

November 2, 2018by Maureen

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