Four tournaments ago, at the AT&T
Pebble Beach National Pro-Am, Charlie
Wi entered the final round of the Clambake with a three-stroke lead over
his nearest challenger, and a four-stroke lead over Phil Mickelson. But Charlie four-putted on the first green
and the rest was history as Lefty roared from a six-shot deficit to a two-shot
lead in just six holes, closing with an
8-under 64 for a two-shot victory.
Wi Hopes Not To Catch Another Bouquet |
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I Do! I Do! |
In his defense, Wi admitted in a
post-round interview that “I started off with a 4-putt and that's
probably not very ideal.” That statement
emphatically falls in the understatement of the week category. Wi went on to say “ I hung back in there and
to come back and shoot even par I was pleased. No regrets out there. I know
missed some short putts but I know that I'm a good putter. Second place finish,
I'm pleased and disappointed that I didn't get to win but my time will come.” (When it does, we will parody Wi’s
accomplishment with the Chambers Brothers “Time Has Come Today”).
Mickelson
and Woods played in the second-to-last group, and Mickelson threw a beat down on Tiger, finishing 11 shots ahead
of Woods. Mickelson won the Pebble Beach
tournament for the fourth time, and became the ninth player in PGA Tour
history with 40 wins, but just the second player to reach that milestone in the
last 40 years. (Tiger is the other.)
As
impressive as Mickelson’s 40 PGA Tour wins is, four putts on any hole is quite
an accomplishment as well, especially for a pro but even for a duffer. It’s so special that, like many other facets
of the game of golf, there is a special term for that gaggle of missed putts in
the golf lexicon. As the afore-mentioned
Rick Reilly wrote in a Sports Illustrated piece in 1988:
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I'm Strong To The Finish |
"Spinach?"
"Right. Now, a three-putt is a 'three-jerk.' And
don't ever call the green the green. It's 'the moss.' Out of bounds is
'O'Brien.' And 'juice' is when you get backspin on the ball."
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Big Bass From These 88s! |
FOUR
JERK
(Cool Jerk - Words
and music by Donald
Storball
Trio Music Company, Publishers)
Four- jerk, four-jerk, four-jerk,
four-jerk
This cat they're
talking about
I know it must be me
'Cause I know I'm the worst
putter yet
The worst putter that you
ever did see
When you see me stabbing
on the green
And they laughing and
they scream
All the trash talk they
wish to dis me with
But they know I'm the
king of the four jerks
Ah ha ha
Look at them guys
looking at me like I'm a fool
Ah but deep down inside
they know four putts rule
I said now,
I said now the moment
of truth has finally come
When I was gonna do
some, some of that four jerk
All right, now I want
to hear a little bit
of the drums by the
caddie here
All right, now I want
to hear a little bit of
bass with those double snowmen
All right, now let's
hear the caddiemaster fall in
All right now
everybody, I see you blastin’
Ah you're cooking,
you're smoking
Come on people can you sink
it?
AMDG
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