"IF YOU LIKE GOLF"

weekly online golf column
by
Chris Dortch

June 12, 2001

It isn’t even fun any more to predict the winner of major championships. Maybe I should start predicting who’s going to come in second. I still can’t decide whether Tiger Woods’ domination of golf is good or bad for the game.

One thing’s for certain, though. Woods isn’t going away any time soon. To hear his father, Earl, tell it, the young dominator—as Woods was called this week in a Newsweek article—has even put his personal life on hold in quest of major championships. Why bother to get married, Earl Woods told TV Guide recently. A wife would only get in Tiger’s way, make him loose focus.

Tiger probably cringes every time his blowhard of a father opines on the subject of life, love, whether African-Americans can tolerate Scotland or whether his son is the next messiah. But maybe Earl is right about one thing: His son has a narrow-minded focus—the likes of which has never been seen—on winning significant championships.

Heck, even Jack Nicklaus stopped to get married and have kids—which by the way flies in the face of Earl Woods’ absurd notion that a great player can’t have a personal life. Tiger, who cut loose his girlfriend of two years a few months ago, seems to be letting nothing stand in his way.

That’s why he’s likely to win his fifth straight major at the U.S. Open this week. What stands in his way? Southern Hills is hot, you say? Tiger is in better condition and has more stamina than any player on the tour. Has anyone ever seen him sweat? Southern Hills is too tight, you say? Tiger is the longest, straightest driver in history, and if he doesn’t pull out the big stick, he can hit a 2-iron 260 yards on a string. Take that, David Duval and Phil Mickelson.

If Woods is putting well this week, chalk up another major. He’s won so many times—a remarkable 20 of his last 50 tournaments—he’s instilled a fear in his fellow competitors, a fear that no one can beat him. Great players turn to mush when a big-time tournament gets to the final nine holes. That’s Tiger’s time, and everybody knows it.

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Zeb Patten of The Golf Center got a nice little lesson at the St. Jude Classic in Memphis last week.

"The lesson was that I have to practice harder,’’ said Patten, who shot 74-78 and missed the cut in his first PGA Tour event since 1991. "I was stunned to see Jesper Parnevik hitting balls for four straight hours. That level of player doesn’t tinker with his swing for four hours. He’s standing out there repeating the same thing over and over again, so it instills confidence."

The truth is, like so many of us, Patten is a working man, with lessons to give, a business to run and a family to attend to. My God, what would Earl Woods say? Patten isn’t suggesting he’s ready—as his good buddy Kip Henley did a year ago—to put it all on hold for a belated shot at the tour. He’d just like to find a way to hone his game like the guys he saw on tour and still juggle all the other compartments of his life.

Patten wasn’t around for the weekend, but he got a good education. A practice round with Loren Roberts and 1996 U.S. Open champion Steve Jones proved enlightening. So did his two rounds with playing partners Bart Bryant and Jason Gore, a star of Pepperdine’s 1996 NCAA championship team. Gore hits the ball nine miles, a real advantage on the play-for-pay circuit.

"Those guys hit it a ton," Patten said. "Jason was 40 yards past me on every drive. It’s tough when you’ve got a 3-iron looking at a green and he’s got a 6-iron."

Patten actually had things going on through 10 holes of his first round. He was 1-under, but a three-putt on the par-3 11th was, as he put it, a "momentum breaker." Patten went on to bogey three straight holes. He brought it back around for a time, but bogeyed his last two holes.

That made it tough the second day. Patten knew he’d have to shoot at least 67 to make the cut, so he took some chances firing at flags. There aren’t too many easy pin placements on the tour.

Patten, undaunted by not making the cut, took away some positive thoughts from Memphis. He stacks up his putting with tour players, and he’s confident in his ball striking. He’ll get to put his power of positive thinking to the test in two weeks—he qualified for the Buy.com Tour event at Fox Den in Knoxville.

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If by some oversight some of my friends in golf haven’t been invited to the June 19 party to debut my book, Gentleman Champion: Lew Oehmig’s Romance with Golf, a thousand pardons for the oversight. And please come out to Black Creek from 6 to 8 p.m.

Oehmig, the 85-year-old amateur golfing legend, will be there. The book will be on sale, and in his typical selfless fashion, Oehmig refuses to take a penny. Net proceeds of the book will go to the Tennessee Golf Foundation.

It will be a fun night and serve as another chance to give Oehmig, the great champion, his due.

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