I’m throwing in the towel this week. By that I mean that I’m going to bust out a couple of golf towel reviews I’ve been needing to take care of.
First on the list is the Frogger Golf Amphibian Tour Towel. I’ve reviewed a Frogger Amphibian Towel in the past as well as the Amphibian Ball Towel. This unit, however, is the “Tour” model. The word “tour” attached to a piece of golf gear usually means that it would be something a pro tour player would use. In the case of a golf bag, a “tour bag” would be a very large bag like you see on the PGA Tour. Like the tour golf bag analogy, the Amphibian Tour Towel is a larger and more substantial towel.
Design
The Amphibian towel is a pita pocket shaped towel with an inside and outside layer system which has two functions. The inside of the towel is a wet side and the outside is the dry side. Between the fabric is a water resistant barrier which keeps the wet side wet and the dry side dry. The wet side is 3x as absorbent as a regular towel to hold more water.
The wet/dry concept is awesome. I used to wet half a towel, using the wet side to clean the clubs and the dry side to dry them off. But the wetness creeps to the dry side, the path of least resistance. So eventually I’d just have one towel which was damp, not dry or wet. With my Tour towel, I have a very wet inside to get the clubs clean, and a dry outside to dry the clubs or simply wipe the sweat off my face (or the mustard from the hot dog I inhaled at the turn).
In rain, the towel can serve as a rain cover!
Reverse
During rain storms reversing the wet/dry concept is a very cool idea. The outside becomes the wet side and the inside is a protected dry towel.
Also I’ve found that with the size of this towel, that I can actually use the towel as a rain cover. See pic to right. I put the pita pocket over my clubs and it covers them all, with a dry layer despite the fact that the outside of the towel is wet.
Critiques
The Tour model is double the size of the original Amphibian towel, at 20×20 inches. This isn’t small. Most players would benefit just fine from the smaller version. If you carry your bag and have the inside nice and wet, you can add quite a bit of weight to the load. The towel can also get in the way of carrying a stand bag, either when setting it down or picking it up as it can tangle in the bag’s legs. I usually put it high up and covering the top of the bag where it won’t have issues with the legs.
Final Thoughts
This is a great golf towel which can be much more to a golfer than just a standard towel. Performance and craftsmanship are as I’d expect from Frogger, top notch.
Due to its size the Amphibian Tour towel may be for more serious golf addicts, like me.
The Nationwide Tour is in Utah this week at Willow Creek Country Club for the Utah Championship. I’ve never been to this event, as media or as a spectator. I’m looking forward to attending the Utah Championship this week as both, but primarily as a blogger and photographer.
I won’t be doing “full time” coverage every day, but I’ll be doing some posts and photos. I’m especially looking forward to seeing how some players who I know will fare. My pal Luke Swilor made it into the tourney by Monday qualifying, as did local Polynesian golf phenom Tony Finau. Remember that Finau was on Golf Channel’s Big Break show? That kid can hit it a mile.
Notables in the field
There are a few notables in the field other than the locals. Ty Tryon, Dickie Pride, Bob May, Ted Purdy, Brett Quigley, Daniel Chopra, Peter Lonard are a few.
Also looking forward to seeing some “future” PGA Tour players. Some players who won here in Utah before the became big names include Zach Johnson and John Daly. Who’s next?
The Course
Willow Creek is a very nice, tree lined course. I’ve played it many times. Check out the HOG Willow Creek CC image gallery for pictures.
The title of this post sounds like a good movie. I’ll see if I can get Francis Ford Coppola to pick this up. I’ve been ruminating about this post for a while, and no doubt the memory of this greatest par I’ll ever have will be with me until I pass on. The location, the crowd, the hole, the weather and my caddie could not have been more perfect for this story. It is almost unreal. Stories this good can’t be made up.
My group of buddies (my best bud Big Al, Shanego, Toad and myself) are on our 2nd fantastic round at The Old Course in St. Andrews, Saturday morning, the 2nd of July 2011. We’d played the Old for the first time the previous evening and came back to play it again within 15 hours. We were quite lucky to manage two rounds on the Old in such a short time. We’d talked to a group in a pub who had been there for four days and had yet to play it. Obviously the golf gods were looking out for us.
As was the case on my evening round at the Old the day before, my good friend and caddie John Boyne of Caddie Golf Tours was on my bag. John is a brilliant caddie and an even more of a gentleman. If you’re traveling to St. Andrews for golf, you must have John on your bag as well as enlisting his company to help you with your trip’s arrangements. Your experience will be its best with John’s expertise.
I was excited to tee off at 7:10am on the Old Saturday morning, as we’d gotten a little bit of sleep the night before (very little though), and had broken ourselves in a “wee bit.” I knew a little more what to expect and had more confidence in where I was going with my shots. I’d also started to build up my Scottish swing arsenal of low running shots and putts from far off the greens. There’s something special about teeing off on the 1st hole at the Old, and both times I did it on the trip I managed a good poke in the fairway, leaving 8-iron and then wedge approaches. My golfing partners all managed excellent tee shots as well. The Old course starter was impressed.
The round proceeded well, barring that damn 4th hole which I doubled a 2nd day in a row. Just like my buddy Shanego’s tough time going into Shell Bunker both days, I want to get back to the Old just to see if I can manage better than a double on that bugger #4. Despite that double I knew I had a chance at my goal of breaking 80 on the Old Course if I could just keep it together and not have any meltdowns or close relations with gorse bushes or those hellish bunkers with the riveted faces. I was controlling my ball fairly well, hitting solid drives and not making too many mistakes.
Coming home from about hole 13 the Old course really grows some teeth. The easiest hole on the stretch of 13-18 is in my opinion the 18th. I figured I could manage par on 18, but the damage could take its toll before I even got there. I needed to really play well from 13-17.
Road Hole – 17
By the time we arrived on the 17th tee I was very confident. I was six over par and playing well. If I could just make par on the final two holes I’d shoot a satisfying 78. One minor problem with that theory though, was that I’d have to make par on the Road Hole, the most famous hole in golf. Not an easy task on this 460 yard par-4 from hell. This hole has been regarded by many as the hardest hole in championship golf.
“There is no question about it. It is the hardest hole of all. And I think it is the finest par-4 in the world.” ~Seve Ballesteros
“It is simply a par-5.” ~Phil Mickelson
The Road Hole green isn’t quite like the the rest of the greens at the Old Course. It is narrow and small. The green is also elevated in a manner that penalizes shots which are short or long, left or right. The day before I’d gone over the green in three and had to chip from the bank behind the green while standing on the road. I’d made a decent up-and-down for bogey. Other than the narrow green there are three other daunting challenges in the green complex: the road, the OB wall and the Road Hole bunker. Bringing any of these into play could mean bogey or worse. Goal killers.
“How should I play my second shot? Should I play it up on top? Should I play it short? Should I play it left? So many different options. It’s a hard hole no matter how you look at it.” ~Tiger Woods
None of those daunting greenside challenges means a thing if you can’t get off the tee. That tee shot is no bargain. A solid drive needs to go over the corner of the Old Course Hotel, a blind shot. From the 17th tee you really can’t see any of the fairway. Having played the hole only once, I really had no idea how much of the corner to cut. For years I’ve heard the talk about which word or even a letter to aim over in the words “Old Course Hotel” on that daunting black wall.
I told John that I was going to take a more aggressive line than I had the evening before. I’d gone left of the black wall, leaving myself about 225 yards in the left rough. I felt this time that I could hit a solid drive over the wall, hit the fairway and give myself a better chance at a par. He was confident in my swing as well and said, “do it.”
I wasn’t as nervous as I thought I would be at that point and hit a solid shot which did fly over the letters I’d chosen. But there was a fade spin on the ball going into a headwind. Headwinds magnify ball spin. I watched the ball fade right, easily passing the main structure of the hotel. There were people standing on their balcony several floors up and I watched their heads turn. Then I heard a very disturbing sound, the sound of my ball hitting something hard. A gentleman in on the balcony yelled down, “you’ve hit the Old Course Hotel Conservatory.” I didn’t even know what the conservatory was, but I figured it was that white glass building next to the fairway. I’d gone out of bounds.
My heart sunk a bit as I reached into my bag for a 2nd ball. The chances of reaching my goal of breaking 80 were just about gone, barring a miracle. I teed up that 2nd ball and hit one of my best drives of the day, right over the middle of the white letters. This one had no side spin and went perfectly straight. I guess the pressure was off at this point and I was able to put a better swing on it as a result. I turned to John and told him my patented joke, “I should have hit the 2nd ball first.”
I dejectedly walked a bit with my head down past the corner, then looked out to see what my 1st ball had hit. The whole damn building was glass. I was starting to worry I’d be on the hook for some replacement glass, but was told the glass in the observatory was bullet proof. Lucky me I guess. There was a tiny bit of hope that my ball hat hit and bounced into the field of play, but a short search proved fruitless.
17 Fairway
My 2nd ball was in the fairway, 176 yards from the front of the green. At the Old, all yardage markers are to the front of the green. The pin placement was +20 just above a large tier on the front of the green. John told me the shot was 196 to the pin. We had a head wind which was 1-2 clubs, so he handed me my 21 degree Bobby Jones hybrid which I’d hit well to that point. My hope now was to somehow make par on my 2nd ball and scrape a double bogey out of the hole.
I pulled the trigger on the Bobby Jones and lifted out of it slightly, which produced a bit of a thin shot. The ball took off on a good line, but with a very low trajectory. We couldn’t see very well, but I told John that we’d be looking at a shot from the road, over the green for the next. It was happening. Golf Chernobyl. I was melting down on the Road Hole, crushing my hopes of breaking 80 with two swings. I’d be lucky to make a double at this point.
17 Green
Behind the green is of course the road. That road is walked by many townspeople, even during the course of play. There were 10-15 people standing behind the green watching play as we walked up to the green. I walked up the front tier looking for my ball. Not seeing it short, I was sure it would be near some of the people behind the green on or near the road. Perhaps my ball might have even been next to the wall where Tom Watson ended up in the 1984 British Open.
I looked at the flag and saw something odd though. There was a something shiny at ground level next to the pin. I walked closer and it became clear that there was a golf ball lodged between the pin and the putting surface. The top of the ball was perhaps 1/8 of an inch above the surface. The wind was blowing the pin toward the ball and holding it at surface level, though the ball was clearly in the hole.
I was sure my ball was over the green so I walked to the back of the green looking for it. When I didn’t find it I immediately began surveying where my three friend’s balls lay. When I saw them all standing by their golf balls surveying their shots, it dawned on me that the ball in the hole could be only one person’s, mine. I walked up and looked at the ball and sure enough, it was.
I turned to my friends and said “it’s in the hole.” Then I turned right to my caddie John and said, “that’s a hell of a bogey.” John looked me straight in the eye and with his fairly heavy Scottish accent said, “its no’ a boogey. Its a pah.” The people behind the green asked, “did you hole out for eagle?” and I responded, “no, a par from 196.” It hadn’t dawned on me just yet how amazing it was. My best bud Big Al came up to me and said, “that is the most incredible par I’ve ever seen. That’s greatest par you’ll ever have and to do it on the Road Hole?” Al then explained to the gallery that I’d made par after hitting the observatory and having to hit a 3rd shot off the tee. They were very entertained and very congratulatory to me. What a cool town (sorry, “toon”) St. Andrews is. I’m sure those people told their friends of the amazing par that evening at the pubs.
Ever heard of anyone hitting the Old Course Hotel, going out of bounds, hitting their third shot from the tee and making par on the Road Hole? I did it.
One More Hole To Play
With a new lease on life, or at least a new lease on breaking 80, I felt very confident on the 18th tee. The 18th at the Old Course has possibly the widest fairway I’ve ever seen, if you allow yourself to go left and use #1 fairway as well. If you can’t find short grass on this hole, you’ve hit a terribly poor shot. Yes there is OB right where there are some of the town’s golf clubs, residences and a couple of golf shops like the Old Tom Morris shop. But with all that room left, there’s no excuse for going OB right.
Some people have a bit of fear on the 18th, but both times I played it I didn’t. Both times I hit solid drives. The first time my ball came to rest on the road which crosses #18 and #1 called “Granny Clark’s Wynd.” On the tee this time, following the greatest par I’ll ever have, John told me to aim for the clock on the R&A building. I said “Okay. Let’s birdie this thing.” I hit a laser beam drive straight at the clock. This time my ball was just a few feet short of Granny Clark’s Wynd, as we did still have a bit of a head wind.
While walking up to my ball, my buddy Big Al started to document the round with his GoPro video camera. See the video below.
When we got to my ball, John didn’t even give me a yardage. He just handed me my 7-iron. I didn’t ask what yardage it was either. If he gave me the 7, I knew that was the right club. I put a solid swing (for me) on the ball and I felt a nice trap between my club face and the hard links soil. I knew I’d hit it good the split second it left the club. The ball flew straight at the back pin. My confidence at this point was just about as high as it had ever been on the golf course. The ball easily cleared the Valley of Sin and landed about 15 feet below the pin. People actually clapped when my ball came to rest. That’s a first.
Before I bent down to start getting a read on the line of my birdie putt, John put his hands on my shoulders from behind and said “you’ve go’ a gal’ry. There’s Andy and Sid.” You can see when John tells me in the video above. There are always quite a few people milling about on the 18th, watching players come home. In that crowd was my friend Andy Brown from HomeOfGolf.tv and his world famous bulldog Sid.
When it came time for my birdie attempt on the 18th, in the greatest amphitheater in golf, I wasn’t sure of the read. John looked at it from both sides and showed me where to aim, about two holes right-to-left. I hadn’t seen that break and would have surely misread it without John’s help. I putted the ball with perfect speed right on John’s line. I stood up, not sure it would take the break. Late in the roll the ball did, and dropped in for birdie! Andy and Sid clapped.
Closing Thoughts
What a finish. Imagine coming into the 17th Road Hole at six over par, going out of bounds, hitting the Old Course Hotel and somehow finishing with a five over par 77 for the round 25 minutes later. Never thought that would have been possible. Add to that the fact that I did it with three of my best friends and Boynie on the bag, Andy and Sid the bulldog in the gallery.
Without a doubt, on July 2, 2011 on the Road Hole in St. Andrews I recorded the greatest par I’ll ever have.
Well I have to hand it to Dustin Johnson. It seems he has a sense of humor. DJ has just released a T-shirt for the upcoming PGA Championship which says “What Bunker?” I like the idea. It is fun, though this shirt design isn’t going to win any graphic design awards.Maybe since I posted this DJ will send me a free shirt. I’m an XL buddy…
A billion golf web sites are talking about the Tiger Woods / Steve Williams drama, following Tiger’s announcement a couple of days ago that he let Williams go. Williams has made some sour grapes comments on his web site and in some interviews, and hints of writing a book about his experiences as TW’s caddie. None of this is unexpected and I really think Tiger has done Steve a favor by letting him go and allowing him the opportunity to get back to a paying gig. Tiger may know he’s not returning for a while, and letting Steve hang that long with no work is not fair to him. That’s one theory at least.
Another theory is that Tiger is simply cleaning house. Not a bad plan really. Start things fresh on many fronts. I don’t think Tiger can clean house on the knee and start with a fresh one though.
Media feeding frenzy…
So the golf scribes and bloggers are all in a feeding frenzy, seemingly reading deeply into each word and extrapolating possibly more than there really is in the situation. Time will tell if there’s more or not, but for now the media’s perception seems to be reality to them.
It seems too that some scribes and outlets are so quick to put this stuff out, that they can’t even check their titles for spelling errors.
“Tiger’s ex, Steve Williams could beome an author” (see image below).
Perhaps the writer of this USA Today article or his editor can "beome" someone who spell checks? Damn I love being a blogger...
More fun media frenzy quotes:
“Tiger Woods’s Caddie Fires Back” ~New York Times
“Woods’s?” Really? I’m no English major, but shouldn’t it be “Tiger Woods’ Caddie Fires Back?”
UPDATE: well it was a good thing I said I wasn’t an English major: “Woods’s” is CORRECT. Rule 1 Strunk & White – Form the singular possessive of nouns with ‘s at ALL TIMES except ancient names. (thanks Jay). Once again a great case of “good to be a blogger.”
“Sacked Caddie bags Tiger”
“Tiger Woods’ axed caddie slams the former world No. 1”
“My respect for Tiger is gone – Sacked caddie”
“Tiger throws the wrong guy overboard”
“Williams: Wasted 2 years being loyal to Woods”
“If only Tiger Woods acted more like Irish golfers”
“Caddie Steve mauls Tiger”
“Another ugly Tiger divorce: Steve Williams cut loose”
“Steve Williams says he has lost respect for Tiger Woods”
UPDATE: USA Today fixed the headline and didn’t even send me a thank you…