Tiger made birdie on 16
...was the coolest experience in the world. I was at home with all the golfers and their cigars and booze and Taylor Made hats and golf shoes and sunglasses...but in such a different world! Did you know that there are hooligans at golf tournaments? Not the kind that kill people, but the kind that use camera phones repeatedly...even after the man (Tiger) himself calls them out. That was the only low point. The rest...I can't even explain! But I'll try...
I got to the course and was in awe. Brown, green, rolling, tall, short, sandy....exactly what I pictured a British course to look like! It was windy and overcast, crowded and exciting. I followed Phil Mickelson for a while until I got to the 16th green...then I sat and watched Duval and Watson play through.
I saw some signature pot bunker play and hairy rough chopping near the greens. Nothing was automated, and I loved it! Everything was manually calculated, manually put up on the scoreboard. I had to remember how to count from 54 because the holes weren't reset every day. So people coming up 16 had finished 69 holes. That was key. Then I shook Phil Mickelson's hand after his round, and headed for the 13th green. There I watched DiMarco, Cabrera, Els, Garcia, Woods, Retief, and others hit into this challenging par 3. I saw one birdie and a few bogeys. After the last group was through, I walked the course...even the parts they were through with. It was like they didn't care about the course after Tiger and Sergio got through with each hole. I walked around the tee boxes, softly on the greens, and collected some of Tiger's divot on the 14th tee after his laser of an iron tee shot.
Basically, I had the best time of my life. I saw Tiger hole out on the famous 18th (with the coolest scoreboard in the world), and missed my train to Oxford
on the way back. I didn't get in bed until 03:00, but that was alright. I had the best day of my golfing life...and I cared little for class or what the next day would bring.
What a great weekend....