Wednesday, May 6, 2009

Quail Hollow coverage


What a intimidating task to share my Quail hollow experience. Everyone just called it the Tournament. And they all wanted to see Tiger. ( more on him later) but 9 straight pars on the back nine killed his chance to catch the fair haired 26 year old Sean O'Hara. Never have I felt so out of place yet no one bothered to go out of there way to make me feel unwanted or uncomfortable. Let me take you to the beginning now.

Quail Hollow Tournament is a major golf tournament located in Charlotte NC. It was won last year by Anthony Kim a exciting young golfer who wears the best belt buckles on the tour. The Tournament started on Friday and we got our tickets for Sunday the final day of the tournament. We bought our tickets on craigslist from a young woman in Charlotte who i guessed to be 8 from her phone voice but turned out to be a 5.5. She brought muscle with her in case i tried to snatch her tickets and run into the woods. We arrived at the tournament via a bus with ESPN around 10 a.m. I brought 2 Thespian happy and sad mask to wear and told as i was entering the bus that i probably wasn't able to wear it. He asked me why i was wearing and I said it was just a accessorie. And that was the last time anyone asked me about the masks unless it was a compliment or general curiosity. My partner in crime was Benjamin Combs. We both hoped and anticipated major agitation from the golf community because of theses masks, so we devised several plans to shield us. i.e. " I am going to take fashion advise from you?" or " Now look what you've done!" ( this is said after a crying fit from Benjamin once they took the masks from us) But everyone loved the masks , i would were the happy during a great shot and a sad mask during a bad shot. Very happy i brought them next tournament i will push the boundaries a little more.

The first thing i wanted to watch was watch my favorite golfer Camilo Villegas play. I was wearing pants from a clothing line called j. Lindeberg and i wanted to see what he was wearing, he fell out of the tournament the day before shooting 3 under 6 shots of the leader. We weaved through the crowd and finally spotted him looking stellar in a white shirt , white pants, red hat and red belt. We followed him around for 4 or 5 holes. We then watched Phil Mickleson for a couple holes. He was a cartoonshly tan and the most engaging golfer on the tour. And a huge pleasure to see. We watched the leader Zach Johnson hit a tree and instantly melt under the pressure and fall hard on his face, he never recovered. At 130 Tiger Woods was Teeing off and around 1 o'clock spectators and media were scrambling around to get a good spot to see Tiger. We found a spot about 3oo yards form Tiger were a dorky couple were waiting all day at this same spot hoping Tiger would land a ball next to them. But Tiger hit on the opposite side of the fairway. Heartbroken they daydreamed aloud how wonderful it would have been. We followed Tiger around for 4 or 5 holes.

Tiger is a cult figure. He is a very aggressive player. Super Intense. He brings African Americans, Asians and young people to the tournaments in droves. He is tall and thick. A bad dresser. A Pissy rock star. I always rooted against Tiger. Not anymore. The excitement he brings is unparalleled. If he had won the tournament the place would have went berserk. And I love his golf game. He hit a ball 348 yards on the green and if he would hit his put he would have tied the leader on the 10th hole. But he 3 putted. The drive he hit though was the most aggressive shot of the day. And on the back he 9 he was so pissed he scared everyone off and the huge crowd following begun to gravitate towards the leaders.

Sean O'Hara turned pro when he was 16. His Dad made him quit high school and would make him run a mile for every bogey. He severed his relationship from his dad and his grandfather bought him and his wife a RV and with 2,000 $ in his account he hit the road playing golf tournaments. This was his 3rd major and he becomes the youngest player on tour to win 3 majors. He is a handsome kid with a aw shucks but cool disposition. I was happy for him but really wanted Tiger to win. There was a chance for a playoff on the last hole but Grover missed a chip shot.

The course was stunning. I felt like i was on a different net planet like mars or Venus. Or a Moon traveling around a grassy planet. Any where the players hit the ball you could see it. Even if you were 600 yards away. The 18 th hole looked like a ancient roman style gladiator match. The crowd frenzied and hovering over a perfect patch of grass.

The crowd was typical Charlotte mouth breathers. Drinking 6$ Bud lites. And shirts that flatly state " I have gas and it cost to much" A scattering of interesting cats. No fuck-nuts, no long hairs or dread locks, no tattoos, no mow hawks, no clowns. Which was no surprise but it had a festive carnival atmosphere with no carnie freaks.

I recommend a visit to your local golf course. Its the greatest game ever played. And my experience at Quail Hollow was unforgettable.


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