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Golf Australia Express : Issue 39
IDIDN'T WANT TO write it like this. I wanted more time, but there is no room for dreams in the face of reality, and there are few realities like publication deadlines. So I can't pull out. Can't make up reasons or draw attention to a big event just over the horizon. There is no US Open in my calendar, just another deadline. But I'm not Phil Mickelson. I most certainly haven't earned more than $50 million and I won't be walking away from a challenge. Not because I can't afford to, but because I can't. Because I said I would write this and people are banking on that. It is the value of my word. I wanted this to be perfect. It's not. I wanted to do better, and maybe, one day when the time is right I will. But for now, this is what I've got to deal with. This is the reality of the situation. But Phil, well, Phil didn’t want any of it at the Memorial. And I really don’t think it’s mobile phone cameras we’re talking about here. Phil took a professional cut. He’d shot 79 and chose to pull the plug. He was WE ALL FACE PRESSURES IN OUR LIVES, BUT NOT ALL OF US CAN WALK AWAY, WRITES WILL HONE. THE PROFESSIONAL CUT with Will Hone IN HONING feeling a bit rough after what must have been a fair hoot of a time travelling to an undisclosed and (one can only assume) fairly swanky part of Europe. We’ve all done it. For most of us, it’s called a sickie. Ironically, when we do many of us end up on the course. When Phil does it, it’s not that simple. Why? Because he’s a drawcard; a major thing. Every detail is examined because he is at the top of the pile, and sure, that’s got to be exhausting. His earnings are in excess of $50 million— damn straight people are watching. They’d want to be watching anyone taking home that kind of pay, and very closely at that. So it is not surprising that no-one reads about Tom Gillis, Boo Weekly or Sang Moon Bae—they were at the Memorial and also dropped out. They, too, realised—as professionals—that their week was shot and it was time to go home. But they are not the top of the pile. They are not in the Hall of Fame. They want to be, but they keep on having the kind of games that make mere mortals want to swear and bend shafts. Phil is not one of them and he should not share their excuses. They belong to a different time in his career. Now he inhabits a stage that few may occupy, and even then only briefly. It is one left voluntarily at grave peril. OTG We’ve all done it. For most of us, it’s called a sickie. Ironically, when we do many of us end up on the course. TELL US YOUR THOUGHTS
Issue 40—The US Open