Just watched Jim Furyk successfully defend his Canadian Open title. There’s something about that swing that I love
– it’s weird, but strangely attractive, not to mention extremely effective. And kudos to Jimmy for making the trip
north when so few of his mates could join him. Too bad he didn’t take his hat off at the presentation but, having
seen his rarely exposed and follicly challenged hairstyle, I understand.

Another swing I like is Old Tom Watson’s. Remarkable coincidence given that he just won the British Senior Open Championship today in Scotland. It hasn’t seemed to change that much over the years. Just one of the simplest up-and-down actions I can think of. By the way, wonder why those pompous R&A folks haven’t dropped the “British” from the title of this championship – you know, like they’ve done with the Open Championship that was played last week. Do you think someone should tell them that no one else in the world (the place outside, and all around the
magnificent R&A clubhouse at St. Andrews) calls it anything other than the British Open?

What else do I like?

I like how golf cheats get labeled as such for life; try googling “vijay singh cheat” to see what I’m on about.
I like how the pros react when they watch a competitor miss a put that would tie or beat them on the 72nd hole. It’s so convincing that I’m beginning to suspect that they are actually sincere about it. If it’s not, it must be really hard to fake.
I like how Jean Van de Velde still appears to be unbothered by his monumental f#<&-up at Carnoustie in 1999. I’ve started thinking that he really means it. Bravo to him if he does.
I like the way Geoff Ogilvy acts around the golf course. I saw a program featuring himself where he indicated a sports head doctor had sorted out his overly wound up attitude on the course. When you watch him play it really does look like he doesn’t care what happens. I wish I could be like that.