Today we wish a happy 70th birthday to Jack Nicklaus -- the
greatest sportsman, in the fullest sense of that wonderful word,
since Bobby Jones.
Until Scott Brown so rudely (I'm joking) interrupted my plans by
providing the best electoral news we've seen in more than 15
years, I was planning to devote
today's full column to Nicklaus, in tribute of his career.
It's worth noting that Nicklaus provided three of the five most
compelling golf moments of the modern sports television age
(which I count as starting around 1970, when sports on TV became
not just an attraction but a near-universally accessible national
obsession): his 1975 Masters victory, about which much more
should be written; his 1977 Duel in the Sun at Turnberry with Tom
Watson; and his 1986 Masters victory, walking off the 18th green
with his arm around son/caddie Jackie. (The other two most
compelling golf moments: the 1999 Ryder Cup comeback win for the
US; and Tiger's U.S. Open chapionship in 2008 while playing
on a fractured leg. Just behind those two would come Ben
Crenshaw's 1995 Masters victory while mourning teacher Harvey
Penick.) He also provided so many of the greatest moments of
sportsmanship that they are hard to catalogue, but they include
the putt concession to Tony Jacklin in 1969's Ryder Cup and the
agreement with Gary Player to let the President's Cup in South
Africa end in a tie in the gloaming. And year in and year out,
nobody won with more magnaminity, or lost with more grace, than
Jack Nicklaus. Nobody else had the foresight he did, either, with
his idea to include continental Europe in the Ryder Cup not only
rescuing that event but turning it into one of the greatest
events in all of sports.
Plus, he brought into public eye the lady who is perhaps the most
gracious champion's wife, Barbara Nicklaus, who ever walked the
planet.
And oh, yes, he won 18 professional majors (and two U.S.
Amateurs), and finished second another 19 times in majors. And he
always gave straight answers, and thoughtful ones, to almost any
question.
So Happy Birthday to the Golden Bear. May he have many more.
Kudos to Jack. My dad's golf hero was Arnold Palmer. Though Jack
eclipsed Arnie, their spirited and sportsmanlike competition
elevated the great game of golf.
Robert Owens| 1.21.10 @ 3:26PM
As a member of Buckeye Nation, I appreciate the mighty Quin's
birthday wishes for a real Ohio legend. Although I know Quin is a
die-hard 'Bama fan, I would urge him to make a trip to Jack's
tourney, the Memorial, and stop by his museum on the campus of
the Ohio State University.
Tennessee Volunteer is right to ... Arnie's the best!
Quin| 1.21.10 @ 3:38PM
To Robert Owens: Thanks much! Oddly enough, I have never set foot
in Ohio. But I would give a fool's ransom to actually play
Muirfield Village, and of course I would love to visit the
Nicklaus museum. I must make one small correction, though: I am
not a die-hard 'Bama fan. I'll root for Alabama more often than
not, and I grew up rooting for them more avidly than I do now,
but my teams are the New Orleans Saints, the Georgetown Hoyas,
the Tulane Green Wave, the Boston Red Sox (long story why the
Sox, but it makes perfect sense once you hear it), and any team
that Peyton Manning plays on. And when I watch the NBA, which is
rarely, I'll root for the New Orleans Hornets. Oh... and of
course, I'll root for anybody with the stars and stripes on their
uniforms in the Olympics!
:)
JaneVonMises| 1.21.10 @ 4:56PM
While I am certainly not a 'bama fan, having an undergraduate
degree from Auburn, and a graduate degree from Texas, I join with
you, Quinn, on your salute to Jack Nicklaus.
He is class, grace, dignity, and steely eyed competition all
rolled into a down-to-earth persona. He has given us rabid
golfers more enjoyment than should be our allotment on this
earth.
But most of all, he reminds me of his biggest fan, my dad, who
always carries 3 pennies in his back pocket (1 to mark his ball,
1 in case he loses the first, and 1 to give to someone who might
have forgotten his), just like Jack.
TennesseeVolunteer| 1.21.10 @ 1:19PM
Kudos to Jack. My dad's golf hero was Arnold Palmer. Though Jack eclipsed Arnie, their spirited and sportsmanlike competition elevated the great game of golf.
Robert Owens| 1.21.10 @ 3:26PM
As a member of Buckeye Nation, I appreciate the mighty Quin's birthday wishes for a real Ohio legend. Although I know Quin is a die-hard 'Bama fan, I would urge him to make a trip to Jack's tourney, the Memorial, and stop by his museum on the campus of the Ohio State University.
Tennessee Volunteer is right to ... Arnie's the best!
Quin| 1.21.10 @ 3:38PM
To Robert Owens: Thanks much! Oddly enough, I have never set foot in Ohio. But I would give a fool's ransom to actually play Muirfield Village, and of course I would love to visit the Nicklaus museum. I must make one small correction, though: I am not a die-hard 'Bama fan. I'll root for Alabama more often than not, and I grew up rooting for them more avidly than I do now, but my teams are the New Orleans Saints, the Georgetown Hoyas, the Tulane Green Wave, the Boston Red Sox (long story why the Sox, but it makes perfect sense once you hear it), and any team that Peyton Manning plays on. And when I watch the NBA, which is rarely, I'll root for the New Orleans Hornets. Oh... and of course, I'll root for anybody with the stars and stripes on their uniforms in the Olympics!
:)
JaneVonMises| 1.21.10 @ 4:56PM
While I am certainly not a 'bama fan, having an undergraduate degree from Auburn, and a graduate degree from Texas, I join with you, Quinn, on your salute to Jack Nicklaus.
He is class, grace, dignity, and steely eyed competition all rolled into a down-to-earth persona. He has given us rabid golfers more enjoyment than should be our allotment on this earth.
But most of all, he reminds me of his biggest fan, my dad, who always carries 3 pennies in his back pocket (1 to mark his ball, 1 in case he loses the first, and 1 to give to someone who might have forgotten his), just like Jack.
Happy Birthday, Jack.