Read this article. Skip the part about Tiger Woods. The real story is about half-way down.
I am not a big-time golf player. When I do play, I judge my score by how far I am from 7. If I shoot a 6 on a par 3, I'm not 3 over par - I'm 1 under 7. Golf is a a frustrating game for me. I enjoy it the most when I have 3-4 friends playing with me to distract me from the game. But, I can appreciate the tradition and dignity that comes with the game. Case in point: Jim Furyk at the American Express Championship.
Tiger Woods...6 straight PGA victories...history in the making...yadda yadda. What happened to Jim Furyk was the story of the day for me. He was the only guy with a chance to get close to Tiger. He hits his ball into deep rough on the 6th hole. The only way he found it is when the guy he was playing with stepped on it. He took a drop (without penalty). But then later assessed a penalty on himself. He said: "I just felt like it was definitely taking advantage of the situation. Ian did me a favor by finding the ball. Stepping on it probably was the only way we were going to get it. All that went through my mind, and I felt like I did the right thing."
To paraphrase Hardy Greaves (the young caddy) from Bagger Vance "It's the greatest game there is. It's the only game I know where you can call a penalty on yourself, if you're honest, which most people are."
Three cheers for Jim Furyk.
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