Tom Watson

Tom Watson never was a massive hitter, he was just ultra consistant and accurate with any club. The fact that he hits a 3 iron where others hit a 6 is of no importance whatsoever if you make the score anyway. It takes far more effort to hit a 6 iron 200 yds than it does to hit a 3 iron the same distance, something you find a lot of ageing golfers doing and why not?.
 
What is the US equivalent of a chav? That is what Johnston is. At least he didn't drink drive again yesterday too.


I said that because Johnston was done for drink driving. He was remarkably unrepentant about it, and said that many pros told him it could happen to anybody. And there was a breaking and entering charge that a friendly golfing Judge made go away when he was an amateur.
 
I disagree about it taking more effort to hit a 6 iron 200 yards. These guys do it routinely and the one thing that is drilled into their game is not to hit AT the ball. Watson gets his game based on accuracy off the tee, straight hitting and excellent course management. In his prime his short game was sublime and its only his putting that has been iffy
 
Got to tell you this true story about Watson. My missus and I used to attend all the Open Championships for a day or so but we took a week off and went for five days in 1977 and went to Turnberry where Watson beat Nicklaus in the “Duel in the Sun”. You will all know who won…Tom Watson of course.

On practice days and the first two rounds we just spectated anywhere, but on the third day followed Watson and Nicklaus in one hell of a battle. The final day I said to the wife “It will be a lot of running and pushing today so you go and have a look around the tented village and the last green. “ She looked a bit crestfallen but off I went on my own and I was right, it was a lot of running.

Reached the last hole when Nicklaus was one down so I climbed up the TV scaffolding behind the tee and saw them both drive off, Watson right down the middle of the left hand fairway and Nicklaus so near to the gorse on the right. Then I fell off the scaffold and hurt my leg a bit so never saw anything else. Sorry and sad I found the wife afterwards and got no sympathy at all.

She just told me that she wandered to the front of the corporate stands and then climbed halfway up, put on her sweetest smile and said “Is there any room for a little one anywhere?” What do you expect happened? “Come on over here love and sit with us.” (A bunch of so called golfers on a corporate outing.) She then told me how she was fed with smoked salmon sandwiches and glasses of wine. She saw Nicklaus get to the front of the green from under the bush and sink his putt for a birdie and saw Watson hit his second to two feet and sink the putt to win the Open.

What a sad sick so-and-so I was!!!!
 
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