2013 Deutsche Bank Championship Pro-Am

It's that time of year again - time for me to make my annual pilgrimage to the Deutsche Bank Championship Pro-Am. Here are just some of the pictures I collected as I walked around the course.

After attending this event for a few years I finally figured out the system of when to get there, which means I showed up as Tiger Woods was coming up the 18th hole. I also know where to stand, which was why he hit it to within 10 feet of me. (I also nearly got hit by an amateur for the second straight year. Sometimes I learn quickly, other times not so much.) Again, I had enough self-respect to not go running to be closer, which is not a claim several men older than me can make. 

Next I took a right and headed up to see Adam Scott. I was really surprised at how small the gallery following the current Masters champion was. I assume it is Stevie's fault. (Again, he was the only caddie not wearing a bib.)

After that I ran into Webb Simpson, performing the second half of 

every golfer's job description - signing autographs. 

I was patiently waiting for Jason Day to look in my direction to take his picture.

He seemed to be making a concerted effort to not look at the crowd, as if he was trolling us.

That was when I remembered I didn't really care if I got a picture of Jason Day and snapped this.

After that I started backwards through the front 9, where I ran into my boy Hunter Mahan.

Because he is my favorite golfer I will refrain from commenting on the white pants.

Next came Rickie Fowler. Now, I'm all for adding a little color and flair to the golf,

but it should also match. I mean, what the hell is that golf bag? 

Hot pink doesn't go with a lot of other colors.

After those two came Bubba Watson, completing the "Golf Boys" trifecta. 

All his amateur partners were hitting hybrids or woods into the green. 

I'm pretty sure Bubba hit 8 or 9, which really doesn't seem fair.

Not surprisingly, Phil had the biggest gallery on the front 9. 

He also hit two balls out of bounds off this tee.

I guess when you win the Open you can take as many mulligans as you want.

This is Jordan Spieth (far right), playing with the Celtics' group. 

In the green is owner Steve Pagliuca and Danny Ainge is walking towards the camera. 

I'll explain why after this next picture:

Both new head coach Brad Stevens and Danny Ainge tried to kill me with their drives.

Seriously both missed me by only a few feet which, as a long-standing Paul Pierce

fan, feels strangely appropriate for this offseason. Still, I think I am happy that both

are really bad golfers because that means they aren't spending all day on the course

and this team is going to need all the help they can get this season.

By this time I made it to the first tee just in time to see Ernie Els start his round.

Again, it never fails to amuse me when these pros feel the need to introduce themselves

to their pro-am partners. They know who you are, in fact they paid thousands of dollars

to play golf with you because of it. Introductions are really not necessary.

Having come in a complete circle I wanted to head up to the range to see if any of the guys I had

missed in the morning wave were on the range. Specifically I wanted to catch US Open champ,

Justin Rose. So, imagine my surprise when he was just now coming off the 18th hole.

These pro-ams move at a glacial pace and must drive the pros insane.

Now that I had seen Rose I figured I should wait until Jason Dufner played the 18th.

Not the best picture of him, but at least it meant I had captured all four major winners.

With that mission accomplished I figured I would head up to the range to see who was still around.

The first guy I saw was Rory McIlroy, who won this event last year and whose

game finally appears to be getting back on track. 

The only person still on the range who I hadn't seen earlier in the day was Camilo Villegas, 

who was practicing his chipping alongside.... you know what, I have no idea who 

the guy in  the blue is. I never saw his name on a bag and it annoys me to no end because 

his face looked so familiar. Anyway, when I can't tell which players are it means 

I've seen everyone I came to see and I took that as my cue to head out.

Until next year...

2012 Deutsche Bank Championship Pro-Am

As I have done for the last couple of years, I got my hands on some tickets for the Deutsche Bank Championship Pro-Am and brought my camera along for the ride. I was excited to learn Tiger Woods would be playing for the first time in a few years, though not excited enough to get up to see him tee of at 6:50 in the morning. However, knowing how slow the amateurs play I was confident he would still be on the course when I got there around 11. I hustled to 18 to catch him finishing up.

 

Turns out I could have taken my time because Woods still had a couple holes to go. The first people I saw roll through were Justin Rose and Hunter Mahan. Since Mahan is my boy I took plenty of pictures, but saw him later and got a better picture to show you that time. The next guy to play through was Watney, who impressed me by picking up his own divot.

Finally Woods came up. You can tell when it's Tiger because the crowd around the hole suddenly doubles. I can now totally understand why people say they don't mind playing with Tiger, but don't like playing in the group in front or behind him. It's a lot of moving pieces. What's nice is that Tiger helped me out by hitting it left off the tee to about 20 feet from where I was already standing. I'm proud of myself for not sprinting to his ball. Not all grown men in the area can make the same claim.

This was where I was reminded that being a professional athlete must have it's drawbacks. Every second of this guy's life is on camera. Also, people crap on athletes who won't sign their stuff, but you never hear the other side of that story. We as fans need to learn when to ask for autographs and when not to. One woman called out for one at this instance and seemed miffed Tiger didn't come running. For future reference: before and after holes, not during.





At this point I had a decision to make: stick around and wait for Jason Dufner to come up 18 or head back to the 10th tee and watch Rory McIlroy tee off. I figured two Major titles was the tie-breaker and headed to 10. Rory was apparently a little late and literally ran down the street to the tee box. Chalk that up as something you won't see every day.

Rory was playing in the Pro-Am with the President of Deutsche Bank. (I'm sure that was just a lucky draw on that guy's part.) The benefit of being tall is that I could stand behind the tee box and still see over the wall to stand behind Rory as he swung, which is the best place to watch the pros hit. Rory hit an amazing drive which went high, far and straight. Honestly, there are cannons which are jealous of this kid's accuracy.

I decided to wait around and see Matt Kuchar, who was next on the tee. While waiting for Kuch I heard a commotion going on behind me and turned around in time to catch Bubba Watson hopping into his cart. As you can tell, I didn't have time to get picky about getting a good picture.

The funny this is that while I was taking Bubba's picture, Kuchar silently arrived at the tee, which is why my camera was still so zoomed in. Never heard him coming, which leads to a new theory: Matt Kuchar is a ninja.







I decided to work my way backwards through the front 9. The first person I came across was Ian Poulter. The entire time I was taking out my camera to snap this picture, Ian was giving his pro-am partner a putting lesson. It made him seem like a really cool guy. That is going to make rooting against him with every fabric of my being a little harder during next month's Ryder Cup. Still, something tells me I'll manage.

 

I hope he doesn't take this personally, but I admit that when I first started walking passed World #2 Luke Donald I had to ask myself if I really needed to take his picture. That is why I was almost beyond him before deciding that, yeah, I can make the effort to press a button. People wonder why Luke doesn't seem to get the attention he deserves. I can't explain it, but I know I am as guilty of it as anyone.

The next person I came across was Charl Schwartzel, desperately trying not to make eye contact with the kids he was snubbing. It is kind of amazing to think this guy won the Masters and yet most of the people asking him for his autograph don't even know who he is, they just know he is famous.

On the next hole I crossed path with Rickie Fowler. I don't know if he coordinated with the "Blue Crew" volunteers on purpose, but it's nice to know he doesn't feel obligated to wear Oklahoma State Orange all the time.

At this point I ran into Justin Rose for the second time that day. The good news is that this time around I didn't need to mess around with my camera settings and could just take a picture. I'm sure before I righted that wrong he had been feeling snubbed.

This was also where I ran into Hunter Mahan for the second time that day and got a much better picture than when I saw him play 18. This meant I had gotten pictures of 3 out of 4 of the 'Golf Boys'.

As a crossed over #4 on the tee was Ernie Els, which means I had also now seen 3 of the 4 Major winners this year. (I'll let you decide which foursome is more important.) After this was taken Ernie proved his reputation as one of the nicest guys on Tour was true as he called over an older gentleman who had asked for a picture and patiently waited while his wife fumbled with their camera. Everyone says Els is one of the best and I could clearly see why.

I came out of the woods and found Lee Westwood on the tee at #4. Again, I don't want to disparage Mr. Westwood, but I did ask myself if I needed to take his picture, especially since I'm just going to be talking crap about him come the Ryder Cup. But, I figured I would be nice for now and snapped away.

I was just about done for the day, but before I left I headed up to the range, where Tiger was still practicing, but way off to the side in a place I couldn't get another good picture. Instead I took a picture of Carl Pettersson, who I'm sure gets mistaken for Tiger Woods all the time.

After checking out a range full of nearly flawless swings, I went to have my swing looked at by one of the Golf Town pros. He gave me some great tips, but the line was longer than expected so by the time that was done it was nearly 2 pm, which was when Phil Mickelson was teeing off. I figured that was worth seeing. On my way back to #1 I passed Graeme McDowell. He's shorter than expected, but don't expect me to make any leprechaun jokes.

Lastly, I arrived to watch Phil tee off. What I found amusing is that Mickelson felt the need to go up to all his pro-am partners and introduce himself by saying, "Hi, I'm Phil." Dude, I'm pretty sure they already knew that. In fact, I'm pretty sure they spent tens of thousands of dollars to play with you because they know who you are. Still, it was a nice touch.

Something Is Missing

Every year April brings with it a few traditions: birds come back from a winter down South, flowers bloom for the first time in ages and I will complain about the coverage of The Masters on television. You see, the people in charge of the tournament don't want it or the club to be over-exposed and because of this they really fight to control how many hours of TV the networks are allowed to have. To make sure the math works and they don't miss anything which happens that day, the networks are forced to pretty much ignore the first few hours of play every day. What viewers end up with instead is nothing but a lot of leader board graphic updates, which helps no one. On previous occasions I have compared it to the feeling of watching a pre-game show which is still on the air after the game has started. You appreciate their effort to keep you informed, but most of us really would just rather see the event with our own eyes. Every single year it is an exercise in frustration. Fortunately, The Masters is the only tournament which has this kind of policy, as the people in charge of the rest of golf's majors are only to happy to let the networks carry as much golf as they want (ESPN had roughly 17 hours of coverage today). The problem is that hasn't stopped some of the other networks from continuing with the extra-long pre-game show.

I feel bad for the Golf Channel, really I do. They are the GOLF channel, yet they don't have any broadcasting rights to the four majors of the year, also known as the highest-rated tournaments all year. All season they bring you exclusive coverage of just about every tournament on just about every tour, but when it comes time for the national spotlight, the big boys like ESPN and TNT come in and steal their thunder. (The fact that TNT has the rights has to especially hurt. You can pretty much expect to lose the bidding for the broadcast rights to a sporting event to ESPN, because sports is all they do. But to lose the chance to show a golf major to the network which is normally best known for showing "Road House" every other day has got to sting.) Even when their parent company, NBC, has a tournament they don't always let the Golf Channel show the early wave of players, splitting it with other networks under the NBC umbrella. The Golf Channel loves to tell you they are the best place for everything you need during major tournaments... except for, you know, the actual tournament. That tends to be a rather large hole in coverage.

There is a show on the Golf Channel called "Morning Drive". Normally as I go through my normal morning routine, I like to have the Golf Channel on in the background, specifically this show. Most people may prefer to start their day with actual news, but I pretty much just want sports and since I usually watch SportsCenter right before bed, there isn't much new for me to learn from them in the morning. Also, unlike national shows such as "Mike & Mike", I know with this show I don't have to worry about a 20 minutes discussion concerning the Kansas City Royals trade options hijacking my morning. (I'm the typical provincial New Englander. If the team isn't from here I don't care about them.) "Morning Drive" is a nice alternative of guys sitting around and talking about golf, giving a few tips and having some laughs. Seriously, hosting this show would pretty much be my dream job. That being said, this morning I just felt bad for them. Coverage of the British Open started on ESPN at about 4:30 in the morning and they didn't come on until 6. That meant they were over an hour behind and were expected to spend the next four hours talking about what was happening on another network, one most golf fans could and had already flipped over to.

 From my time in college radio I know a little something about what it is like to do a show while being very aware that no one is paying attention. You feel both annoyed that the world is ignoring your hard work, but strangely relieved that no one is going to call you on your screw-ups. It's a very odd mix of emotions. I eventually made my peace with doing shows pretty much for my own entertainment, but it has to sting for these guys, especially since they normally have an audience. (In my case you can't miss what you never had.) The few times I flipped over during commercial breaks you could almost see behind their eyes the hosts were thinking, "There is no one paying attention to this. We could say anything right now. I bet I could start swearing and no one would even complain." But, no one ever did as they dutifully went back to trying to describe the amazing shot I had just seen before I changed the channel. Mercifully, when I switched back later in the afternoon the Golf Channel had switched away from their live coverage and started showing some original programming instead. I can only hope that they have the good sense to make the switch a little earlier in the day tomorrow.

Another Day At TPC Boston

Just like last year, I got my hands on a pair of tickets to the Deutsche Bank Championship Pro-Am, held at TPC Boston. I prefer the Pro-Am to the actual tournament because you can bring a camera, take a ton of pictures, you don't feel like you're missing any action from another spot on the course and the pros are a lot more relaxed. And, as you're going to see in these pictures, if autographs are your thing, they are very easy to get.

We had just gotten to the 10th tee when Nick Watney came up. Frankly, I wasn't expecting him and wasn't ready, which is why you're getting the extreme close-up. We ran into Watney's group throughout the day. Later, one of his amateurs missed hitting me with a drive by about a foot, even though I was well off the fairway. That's the one downside to the pro-am: some of the amateurs are really bad, so you need to pay attention at all times.

After Watney came Vijay Singh.
He doesn't have the friendliest reputation, but as you can see

he was also very willing to sign autographs.

Next came my boy, Hunter Mahan.
Since he is my favorite golfer I didn't even make a comment about the white pants.
Did thank him for the reTweet a couple months back, but I don't think he heard me.

After Mahan was Y.E. Yang.
Check out the guy in the tent: he's holding two extra putters.
I guess Y.E. is still tinkering, but unwilling to try the belly-putter.

Because the amateurs take FOREVER to play, there was a bit of a logjam.
It has to drive the pros crazy.
Worked out well for me, as I got Sergio Garcia and Charl Schwartzel in one picture.

Proving just how long it was taking, Phil Mickelson had teed off before 7 AM,
so I thought there was no way he'd still be around.

It was after noon and he was just finishing.
Also, the dude signs EVERYTHING.

See that cop in the photo?
He was constantly moving, almost always to the direction I was trying to go.
It was like he was messing with me on purpose.
These two pictures of Phil took forever to get, but I am persistent.
Meanwhile, my dad simply walked across the street and is just out of frame.
Moral of the story: getting closer makes pictures easier to take.

Here's Bubba Watson, coming off the 18th green.

We were just a couple of minutes too late to see him tee off,

which is too bad, because I would have loved to see him hit driver on a par-5.

We were late because I was getting a free swing analysis from Golf Town.

Remind me never to make fun of Charles Barkley's swing again.

I'd show the video to you but, like Kim Kardashian and her sex tape,

I'm in the process of making sure all evidence of its
existence is destroyed.

I saw Camilo Villegas at last year's TPC, but wasn't quick enough to snap a picture.
Well, this year I found him up on the practice range. (Told you - persistent.)
He's much easier to get a picture of when he's standing relatively still.

Also on the range were Jonathan Byrd and Stewart Cink.
While neither of these guys are known to be particularly long hitters,
both of them can hit the ball a distance I refer to as "stupid far".

A few feet over was Steve Stricker.
Since he's known as a great putter, I was hoping he'd be on the practice green.
But, he's pretty good with the rest of his clubs.

The next guy I saw was Ricky Barnes. Seriously.

Working in the chipping area was Ian Poulter.
Yeah, he actually stops Tweeting long enough to practice.

I don't know what that thing is that KJ Choi is using,
but I'm getting one as soon as I find out.
As soon as his coach set it up, he never missed.

It was time to head out, but not before we saw Padraig Harrington coming up #9.
He was playing with Chris Berman.

I wonder how many "Back, back, backs" he heard during the round?

The Sympathy Boomerang

Every time some Hollywood power couple gets divorced, the pop culture watchers are very quick to pick a winner and a loser of the break-up. One person (usually the person who did the dumping) takes on the villain role, while the other becomes the sympathetic figure everyone just wants to console. The world of sports is no different. Every time a coach/manager gets fired or a player gets traded, analysts are on TV painting one side as the bad guy. The only difference is that in Hollywood you can keep that sympathy going for years and parlay it into numerous starring roles even though you have repeatedly proven you can't carry your own movie (hello, Jennifer Aniston), while in sports people are only willing to pity you for so long. The second people think you are starting to pile on the person we already declared the wrong-doer the sports-watching public is only too happy to switch sides. And over the weekend we got a perfect example of this with Tiger Woods ex-caddy, Steve Williams.

When word first broke that Tiger was letting Williams go, everyone was on Steve's side. After all, he had been the one patiently waiting for two years while Tiger tried to get his mind and his game right. During all that time Williams wasn't making any money from caddying, just sitting on the sidelines like a loyal employee. Then he flies all the way from his home in New Zealand to Washington for the U.S. Open, only to find out after he arrived that Tiger wasn't planning to play. Would have been nice to have gotten that phone call earlier. Any reasonable person could understand his desire to find some work that week, if for no other reason than to cover his expenses, so when Williams asked Tiger if he could caddy for Adam Scott and received the all-clear even though Tiger reportedly wasn't happy about it, Woods was the one who came off as a prick. When Williams was officially fired a couple weeks later after 13 years, reportedly because Tiger (or his management team) were mad that Williams wanted to extend his temporary relationship with Scott, everyone rushed to say how poorly Williams, never before considered a warm and fuzzy guy, was being treated. The sports world declared him the winner. Then came this weekend in Akron.

With his new boss having a great final round to win convincingly while Tiger was playing to an inconsistent score of (+1), people were even more on Williams' side. Everyone thought this was karma at its finest. The crowds on the way up to the 18th green were chanting Steve's name. He was even asked to do a post-round interview, which never happens in the world of caddies. And it probably won't ever happen again, because this is where it went wrong. After declaring that this was the best week of his life, Williams added that this was the most satisfying of "his" 145 career victories. He then took the opportunity to mention that he saw flaws in Tiger's game and he was fired over the phone. And cue the sound of a record scratching.

You see, even though people might not like him, Tiger Woods is to golf what the Yankees are to baseball: everything is more interesting when they are playing well. It's been said numerous times, but only because it is true - when it comes to golf ratings Tiger does not move the needle, he is the needle. Focus group studies have shown casual golf fans would rather see Tiger warm up on the range than see anyone else hit a shot during competition. So, even though they may not want to admit it, almost everyone is rooting for Tiger to make a comeback and it wasn't going to take much for people to jump back to his side.

Therefore, it was hardly surprising when people started pointing out that Williams didn't actually do any swinging of any clubs and it felt like this post-round celebration and interview were taking the spotlight away from Adam Scott, who just had one of the biggest victories of his career. Plus, with the shots fired at Tiger it suddenly felt as though Williams was being a little ungrateful. After all, he'd made millions of dollars as Woods' caddy, gaining exposure and his own endorsement deals along the way, something most caddies could only dream of. Besides, caddies get fired all the time - it's part of the job. Hell, Luke Donald fired his caddy after 8 years and that guy also happened to be his brother. Did Williams think he was immune to this? Plus, the "best victory" comment sounded very petty. How could you possibly say that a WGC event was better than a major, let alone 13? Now, Williams was always kind of prickly to the fans, once famously taking a camera and throwing it into a lake, so just like it wasn't going to take much for people to jump back to Tiger's side, it was going to take even less for people to get off the Steve Williams bandwagon.

In the end, much like normal break-ups that don't happen with the world watching, there are no real winners. Everyone just kind of loses equally. Tiger appears to have handled the situation badly and still has swing problems to deal with, while Williams is coming across like a scorned lover who keeps complaining about just how badly they were treated even after we all stopped listening. I just hope that now the first tournament is over we can all just move forward and get back to golf. And I really hope we can do that without any one resorting to anything as awful as "The Bounty Hunter".

Is It Worth It?

Once upon a time I was dating a nice Jewish girl. Because her religion was very important to her, every year she would ask me to come to her family's Passover Seder. I would go but with a decade of Catholic school under my belt I had no idea what I should be doing at this very important Jewish ceremony. Thus, I was always deathly afraid I was going to mess up horribly and ruin the evening. As such I was never able to relax when I was there. So, when my girlfriend came to me one year and told me I didn't have to go to Seder, I was relieved. I was also single within a month. It is because of this life experience I know the following thing: when people stop caring enough to make you do something you don't want to do, it is never a good thing.

Therefore, when news broke a couple weeks back that Steve Williams was going to caddy for Adam Scott at the U.S. Open, I knew it was only a matter of time before Williams was officially fired by Tiger Woods. You simply don't let employees you value audition for other companies. I know it would have been a dick move for Tiger to deny Williams the opportunity to get some work in and make a little money while caddying for a friend, especially since no one knows when Tiger is going to return to competitive golf, but if he really wanted to keep Williams on that is what he would have done. By allowing him to work for Scott, even if it was only meant to be a temporary position, Woods was telling the world he didn't value Williams as an employee.

Still, let's not cry for Steve Williams, because he's already landed a new job and it's a good one at that: caddying for a young, talent player like Adam Scott is about as soft a landing spot as a caddy could hope for. Adam has already won The Player's, had a good showing at this year's Masters and appears to have the putting issues which have plagued him for years figured out with a switch to a long putter. Steve Williams is going to be just fine. Instead, let's discuss something that has been on my mind since Tiger's bag officially hung out a "Help Wanted" sign yesterday: just how good a job is it to be Tiger's caddy?

On the surface, it appears to be a pretty sweet gig. You can make a lot of money, you get a lot of exposure and if he ever gets his swing corrected, Tiger will make his caddy's job pretty easy. But, if you look closer, it may just be more hassle than it is worth. Let's say Tiger continues to have swing issues: it wouldn't take too long before people in Woods' inner-circle start whispering about it being time to make another change. And since in golf you can only change the caddy or the swing coach, either you or Sean Foley would be going. And, if the way he handled the Steve Williams situation is any indication, Tiger won't be letting you down lightly.

There are other issues that come with working for a guy like Tiger Woods and they go beyond the typical caddy duties. Every caddy is expected to not only pull clubs and know distances, but you're also expected to be half-bodyguard and half-traffic cop. With Tiger those duties are magnified. No matter how he's playing, Woods attracts a large gallery and then expects that gallery to be exceptionally well-behaved. (One of the things I'm really interested to see is how Steve Williams behaves on Scott's bag. Is he still going to be the camera-throwing, in-your-face intimidating figure he has been, or was that a product of working for Woods? Will Tiger's new sidekick be that kind of man, or is he going in a different direction, post-Thanksgiving crash?) If he wants to keep with the tough-guy caddy, that could limit his possibilities.

Lastly, there is the issue of schedule. No one knows when Tiger is coming back from his latest injury. And the main thing I know about caddies is they love to caddy. They want to be out on tour, not sitting at home waiting for a guy to get healthy. And even when Woods does get healthy, there are no indications he plans to add more events to his normal schedule. That means it will be the normal 18-20 events a year, which doesn't make for many opportunities to cash a check. And if Woods is still battling his swing and finishing in the mid-30s every event, those checks aren't going to be that big anyway.

So, with all that in mind, I have to wonder just who wants this bag. For example, let's say you're Joe LaCava. You just took up Dustin Johnson's bag after years of being on Fred Couples' caddy. You've got the pedigree and experience that would appeal to Woods and, since Couples and Woods are friends, I'm sure Tiger will give you a call to gage your interest. Personally, if I were Joe I think I would pass. Dustin might not have Tiger's credentials, but he has contended in majors, has enough star-power to command appearance fees across the globe and plays more than Woods does. You could argue it would be the better long-term job.

I know this much: two years ago just about everyone short of Bones would have dropped their current guy for the chance to caddy for Tiger Woods. Now you have to wonder if any of the players in the Top-10 are even worried about it.

The "Be Ready" Campaign

Over the past couple of years, I have somehow ended up on the mailing list of roughly 100 golf newsletters. Because of this I am constantly getting bombarded by the newest literature from the PGA Tour, which means this month I have been reminded numerous times that the next time I go to the golf course I should "Play It Forward." You see, golf courses are being hit particularly hard during the bad economy and they are trying all sorts of ways to get people to play more golf. (Well, almost all sorts of ways. The high-end courses are not about to do anything crazy like lower the price of a round of golf. That would be silly.) Anyway, the idea behind the "Play It Forward" campaign is that out of ego and pride, people are playing from tees which are too far back and we would all have more fun (and speed the game up for everyone involved), if players would simply hit from tees which are better suited for their abilities.

First off, this is never going happen. No guy is going to play from what have been known for 300 years as the 'Ladies Tees'. Our egos simply won't allow it. That ship has sailed and as such the idea is a non-starter. Plus, at the end of the day it's one shot. What about the 3, 4 or more shots that follow that tee shot on any given hole? Also not going to fly is the idea that rounds should be shortened to 12 holes. I don't care that Jack Nicklaus is the one who put it out there, it's not going to happen. Besides, I don't think chopping 6 holes off is going to make a big difference, because I don't think the time it takes to play those holes is the problem anyway. Instead, I have my own idea that I want the PGA Tour to get behind which I think is going to help speed up play. It's called "Be Ready When It's Your Damn Turn."

The concept came to me on Saturday when I was playing golf on the Cape. At first I was happy the people ahead of me weren't ready to go when it was their turn because they had a group of four going off and as a single I was going to be waiting behind them all day long. But then one guy from the group was running late and I was able to go off before them, enjoying three holes of waiting-free golf before running into the threesome ahead of me. This was where the "Be Ready" campaign first came into my head.

I like to think I play golf like a normal person: I think about the shot I have to hit while on my way to it, make a decision about what club to use before I even get to my ball and unless something near the ball changes my mind, I swing quickly once I get there. Too often I think people out playing a Saturday round think they are one step away from being on the pro circuit. As such they agonize over every shot like it could be the one that propels them to the Masters, when that is far from the reality of the situation. Let's be honest, when you are 12-over through six holes, does it really matter whether you hit your 5-iron or 6? Just hit it already.

For six holes I had to wait while the woman in the group ahead of me would come out and inspect her lie, then walk off a distance, go back to the cart and choose a club, come out and take a practice swing, walk back to the cart to get a different club, only to chunk her shot 20 yards, walk slowly back to her cart, make sure everything was in its proper place before driving the 60 feet to her ball and then repeating the process. Not surprisingly, my 3-hole buffer from the group behind me was gone by the 7th hole.

Fortunately, that threesome was only playing nine holes. But, lest you think I'm picking on that one group, it also happened later. On one hole I came around the corner to find the twosome in front of me sitting in their cart, just having a chat. Their shots were in the fairway, but they didn't appear to be in any great rush to get to them and were more interested in finishing their discussion first. It was ridiculous.

So, with that in mind, here are the basic principles of the "Be Ready" campaign:
-Pick a club and go with it.
-Pay attention to the group ahead of you and play once they are out of range.
-Remember that the outcome of your game doesn't really matter.
-You are allowed to say "Hold on a second", play your shot, then finish your conversation.
-If you don't want to do these, at least let the people who do play through.

Those principles are what I think is going to help speed up play at the local courses, not playing fewer holes or from closer tees. I think if we all just stopped acting like how we play really matters then we can all relax and have a lot more fun out there. (Oh, and if you wanted to lower the price of 18 holes, that wouldn't be such a bad thing either.)