I’l admit that my interest in golf, which was strong to quite strong in my youth, has waned in the past decade or so, but, like the baseball all-star game, the weekend rounds of The (British) Open remain must watch TV. In case you’ve been living in that sacred part of the the planet still not touched by The Worldwide Leader, the big news is the re-emergence of one Tom Watson – one of the names that used to draw some cheering from a young Beisner. Watson has essentially been the leader from the start and is set to be the oldest man to ever win the title – one that he claimed in 1977.
But, even with his surprising and commendable showing at The Open, are we getting a little too carried away with words like “amazing” being thrown the way of an old man playing an old man’s game? If it were basketball or football or even baseball, it would no doubt be amazing. But, golf? I feel like “amazing” might be too much. Watson still has two arms and two legs, which are essentially the only requirements to golf. Does age really matter all that much? I mean, my granddad has like 50 years on me and I’m pretty sure he can still take me.
But, since I openly admit that I’m out of touch with the game and because two people whose opinion’s I respect told me I was wrong via Twitter, I pose this question to you on a Saturday afternoon.
Are we getting carried away with the Watson hype? Or am I just as stupid as BTI (I kid because I semi-like)? Either way, he’ll be my second-favorite golfer tomorrow, which, depending on how much you believe in the Beisner jinx, could be either a good or bad thing.