Irwin lurks, but Chapman won't go away

Reporting from Benton Harbor, Mich.

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Never mind the Joel Edwards and the Roger Chapmans of the senior golf world. They're fine fellows, and Chapman has been playing like his life depends on it, but the guy who should win the 73rd Senior PGA Championship is the guy who shot his age in Friday's third round at Harbor Shores.

Guy named Hale Irwin. You've probably heard of him.

The guy who did a victory lap on the 18th green at Medinah after sinking a 45-footer to tie Mike Donald and force a playoff in the U.S. Open – and then beat Donald on the 19th hole the next day to claim his third Open title.

The guy who won the toughest Open in modern times, the one Dick Schapp named the "massacre at Winged Foot."

The guy whose other Open title came at Inverness in 1979, where the USGA planted a tree during the tournament to close off an escape route.

That guy.

A winner at Butler National, Pebble Beach, Riviera, Harbour Town, and other difficult picture postcard tests. The one going for a fifth Senior PGA title here.

Harbor Shores, despite being less than 7,000 yards, fits the profile of the above courses. The greens, heaving and swaying like wind-whipped waves on nearby Lake Michigan, make the golf course a real chore. As Fred Couples said Saturday, "Augusta (National) green roll at like 15. If these rolled at 15, we would still be on Thursday's round."

Irwin's 5-under-par 66 on Friday was a masterpiece of precision, with all the numbers that might be expected of a champion. His game, even at age 66, is capable of resembling that of the Hale Irwin who was once 36. Eleven fairways hit out of 13. Sixteen greens in regulation. Twenty-nine putts. Nary a bunker wandered into. And up-and-down pars on the two greens he missed.

Standard stuff for Irwin, of course. The only amazing thing about Friday's dramatics is that Irwin had to admit he's 66. He still has the mentality of the all-Big Eight defensive back that he was at Colorado in the 1960s.

"I think genetically I'm put together pretty well," Irwin said. "It's just my competitive nature. You might, you might not beat me, but you're not going to out-try me, out-heart me, whatever that means."

What it means is that while much of the field has been howling about Jack Nicklaus' wild-and-crazy greens, Irwin has gone about his business in this senior major. Not that Irwin was perfect in the second round. His last hole was the par-5 ninth. He bogeyed it by three-putting.

"A real killer," Irwin said. Speaking of which, the fourth hole Saturday was more than that. A par 3 with a stream to the left, it looks relatively harmless. Irwin splashed his tee shot and finished by three-putting. The triple-bogey 6 dropped him seven strokes off the lead an hour before NBC ventured onto the air.

Irwin fought back, birdies on the seventh and eighth holes, which hug Lake Michigan, allowing him to turn in 1-over 37, and then played the back nine in 3-under 32, to stand at 7-under 206 entering Sunday's final round. That's good for a tie for third with Steve Pate, seven strokes in arrears of Chapman, the Kenyan-born British subject who has won once in his professional career – that in Brazil – but refuses to go away. (John Cook is second, at 9-under 204, ater Saturday's 2-under 69.)

Chapman's course-record tying 64 on Saturday – for a total of 14-under 199 – included a back nine of 5-under 30.

"The best iron play I've ever played in my career," Chapman said. His five birdies on the back added up to only 29 feet of putts. Chapman's 2000 win in Brazil – in the Rio de Janeiro 500 Years Open – came on the second playoff hole over Padraig Harrington when Harrington plunked a shot into the water. Chapman had done so on the first hole but survived when Harrington three-putted.

"I sort of backed in, but it was still a good feeling," Chapman said.

Maybe he should be minded. At the very least, he has one hand on the Alfred Bourne Trophy. Irwin, the old defensive back, will have to throw a hard block to knock it out of his hands on Sunday.

–Tim Cronin 

Chapman leads Senior PGA at Harbor Shores; Sluman two back

Reporting from Benton Harbor, Mich.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

On a windy day at a course with undulating greens – some people say Jack Nicklaus littered Harbor Shores with elephant burial grounds – it helps to hit fairways and putting surfaces. The fewer the surprises, the better.

Roger Chapman did that in Thursday's first round of the 73rd Senior PGA Championship.  There are 13 fairways. Chapman hit them all in regulation. He also hit 16 greens. Those are excellent numbers, but the best of all was his score: 3-under-par 68, earning him a one-stroke lead on John Cook entering Friday's second round. Hinsdale's Jeff Sluman is among six players two strokes in arrears.

If you haven't heard of Chapman, you've got company. The 53-year-old British subject, a native of Kenya, was a lifer on the European Tour, winning in Brazil – the golfing heart of Europe – in 2000. That may qualify him as obscure, but he saw something in the course at Harbor Shores, the innovative development designed to kick-start the renewal of this aging shoreside community, that several American regulars on the 50-plus circuit did not. He saw a hint of the Old Course in the greens that Nicklaus whipped up.

"St. Andrews, they've got really big greens, and they have some humps and hollows in there," Chapman said. "You don't want them too quick, but otherwise it's sort of unplayable."

The greens at Harbor Shores were quick and the wind, which gusted to 31 mph in 87 degree temperatures, made them quicker. By mid-afternoon, they were beginning to bake out. With the exception of David Frost and Jim Carter, the six other under-par scores were posted by players in the morning wave.

"It's really difficult because of the wind, and the greens are quite firm, so it's very difficult to actually get the ball very close," Chapman said. "You might hit a good shot in and go 25, 30 feet past. Then with the slopes on the greens it makes the putting quite tricky as well."

Nicklaus admitted at the 2010 grand opening that the shortness of the course – it played 6,643 yards long on Thursday – forced him to create big slopes and contours in greens to protect par and create a challenge for players. That prompted players lining up behind Champan on Thursday to criticize Nicklaus' work in advance of the first round. They showed as much love for the Golden Bear's creation as some regular tourists showed for Rees Jones' renovation of Cog Hill's Dubsdread layout the last couple of years.

"I thought maybe we could reverse the order and play the greens as tees and the tees as greens and it would be easier to putt," Fred Funk cooed on Wednesday. "The greens, I think, as a little bit too busy, but they are what they are."

Some say the greens are similar to Augusta National's, in that a properly-struck shot to the left side of a green may feed to the right, or vice versa. That makes for exciting, strategic golf, but Funk wasn't so sure.

"We're not here long enough to know exactly where to hit it on a lot of these greens," Funk said. "I don't think anyone can be precise enough to hit it in the certain spots on these greens. You're just going to get a weird kick here and there and then it's very difficult around the greens."

Funk then had a good night's sleep and went out and three-putted three times en route to a 3-over 74.

Bernhard Langer, paired with Funk on Thursday and Friday, was of a similar mind.

"You could hit a perfect shot landing on a downhill lie on one of these humps and go over the green," Langer said. "And you could land on the uphill and back it up. And when the wind's blowing, it makes it that much harder to get your irons close to the win and hit those small pockets of greens you want to hit. (Then you're) short-siding yourself or chipping and pitching from places where you normally wouldn't want to be.

"I think it's a phenomenal golf course from tee to green. One of the world's best, I would say, but could be the most severe or worst green complexes I've ever seen in my life."

Ouch! Langer scored 2-over 73.

"The greens are what they are," John Cook said after his 2-under 69. "Tee to green it's phenomenal. (But) even the short holes, where you think you might get something back, if you don't hit your spot exactly where you're supposed to hit it, you're going to have a two or three-section putt.

"And that's the way it is."

The adventures on the greens should provide for a changing leader board for the final three rounds. There's no reason to expect Chapman, whose lone European Tour victory came in his 472nd start – a dozen years ago – to run away and hide, not with a crowd of barracudas chasing him including notables Hale Irwin, who escaped with an even-par 71, and Jeff Sluman, whose 1-under 70 featured a birdie on the vexing par-5 10th.

"I got the ball up and down when I needed to," Sluman said. "I hit a few squirrely shots and happened to survive."

Hey, someone had to.

Around Harbor Shores

The gallery was estimated by Illinois Golfer at 8,000, a decent crowd considering the small community, and bigger than most, if not all, the galleries when the Western Amateur was played at Point O'Woods Country Club in nearby Millburg. ... Speaking of the Western Am, Andrew Magee, who stayed with the family of Point member Bob Gerbel when he played in the 1982 Western Am, is staying with the family of Gerbel's daughter Nancy this week. They live in the new development near Harbor Shores' first tee. ... Aside from Sluman and Jay Haas, who matched Sluman's 1-under 70 (and was a stroke off the lead until bogeying the last), the Illinois contingent did not fare well. Tom Wargo was 3-over thanks to a 74, D.A. Weibring posted 5-over 75, Chip Beck and Mike Harrigan skied to 10-over 81, Gary Hallberg to 11-over 82, and Billy Rosinia 12-over 83, an ordeal that took about six hours to play. That pace is associated with another major championship: the U.S. Women's Open. ... Mike McCullough's 12 on the par-3 fourth hole included four penalty strokes after hitting into unplayable high rough. He parred the next two holes, then withdrew with three holes left in his round. It was the high single hole of the day, though J.C. Snead gave him a run with a 10 on the par 4 seventh.

Kearfott captures Will County Amateur; beats Natale in sudden-death playoff

    Reporting from Crete
    Sunday, April 22, 2012

    Tom Kearfott might not have been affected as much by Sunday’s consistently strong north wind at Balmoral Woods at the next guy.
    Says he, “The good thing about being 310 pounds is the wind doesn’t move you quite as much as it does these flatbellies. I’ve got a little advantage on them.”
    Kearfott, from downstate El Paso, was steady all the way around Balmoral on an equally windy Saturday, posting a 1-under-par 71, and his 5-over 77 on Sunday aggregated to 4-over 148, advancing him to a sudden-death playoff with defending champion Michael Natale of Chicago. Kearfott parred the par-5 first hole and Natale, wayward with his first two shots, bogeyed it – disbelieving that his par-saving putt didn’t break the way it had at the start of the round – allowing Kearfott, in his first attempt, to take the title and don the Brown Jacket.
    “I played steady today, just kept going,” Kearfott said. “I didn’t make any real bad mistakes.”
    Fellow downstaters Todd Mitchell (a multiple Illinois Amateur champion), Jeff Niepagen and Mike Cushing, all of whom work in the same Bloomington insurance office as Kearfott, convinced him to make the trip to Balmoral for the traditional kickoff to the amateur season in Illinois.
    “They’ve been after me for five years,” Kearfott said. “My kids are old enough now that I don’t have to stay home, so I said, ‘Yeah, I’ll play.’ “
    Their persuasion earned Kearfott office bragging rights. Mitchell tied for 14th, while Niepagen and Cushing settled for 21st.
    Ralph Houck, a superb low-ball hitter, tied Chris Thayer of Chicago for third, at 5-over 149. Houck was 1-over on his last six holes on Sunday, when the wind was at its most fierce, and his even-par 72 was the best round of the day.
    Look for a full report in the May issue of Illinois Golfer.
    – Tim Cronin

Is Augusta ready? Amen to that

IG Wed 4/4/2012 Masters Eve
Reporting from Augusta, Ga.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
The gates opened late and closed early thanks to weather that was more than merely inclement, but for the time the general public strolled under the pines and around the wisteria at Augusta National, everything was bliss. Short of a triple bogey, it is difficult to imagine a bad day at the 29-hole facility (fun fact: there are actually 11 holes on the Par-3 course) on Washington Road.
Unless you were Billy Payne. He had to handle the slings and arrows of sportswriters quizzing him on the status a female membership -- or the lack thereof -- at the private for-profit club he presides over as chairman.
The question isn't new, as those who remember Martha Burk know, but it gained relevance because of the gender of the new CEO of IBM, one of The Masters' main three sponsors, is female. The last four CEOs of IBM were invited, either while or after they ran the company, to join Augusta National.
Payne, following a tradition that goes back to first chairman Cliff Roberts, called the matter a private club matter, said he wouldn't elaborate, and didn't, though he was prodded in various ways.
The entire matter may be moot, since Virginia Rometty, the new CEO, only occasionally plays golf, and it's not known if she belongs to any private golf or country club. She may think Amen Corner is the church down the street.
So while that business simmers, the 76th edition of the club's invitational golf tournament commences on Thursday morning, with top-ranked Luke Donald flying so far under the radar, he may well be walking. All the talk is about Tiger Woods -- who had most of the early gallery following him on Wednesday morning -- and Rory McIlroy, the current No. 2, who threw away last year's Masters beginning with his tee shot that caromed into the cabins on the 10th hole of the final round.
Funny thing is, it's not a two- or three-man tournament. Any of about three dozen players can win, which is true of any major. Eliminate those who grouse about the conditions, or can't figure out the greens -- the revamped sixth, with an expanded back right tier, is an extremely vexing question -- or become overwhelmed by the moment, and you're down to about three dozen, some of whom are regulars in that group and some who come and go.
Three who came and stayed for decades teed off together in the Par-3 tournament before the weather turned ugly. Arnold Palmer, Jack Nicklaus and Gary Player drew cheers, applause, and at least one gasp directed toward Palmer when they commenced firing, proving that at Augusta, at least at times, it's still 1962. Those who criticize the club on the membership issue think so as well.
The Buzz on Magnolia Lane: Dustin Johnson withdrew, but as is is an invitational, no alternate was named to replace him. Sorry, Ernie Els. ... The huge storm Tuesday night left debris scattered about the course, 1.4 inches of rain caused the banks of Rae's Creek to overflow, and wind felled a 150-year-old tree behind the 16th hole. It landed on a relative new restroom building, causing an unofficial $1 million in damage. The club says it will be repaired by Thursday morning. ... An update to Tuesday's missive on prices. They have gone up. It now costs $5.50 for a sandwich, chips and a Coke on the course, up $1 from past years. It costs more than that at the United Center just to smell the food.
- Tim Cronin

Onward to Augusta

Reporting from Covington, Ga.

Tuesday, April 3, 2012
This is the land of the Waffle House, to say nothing of grits, gravy slathered over everything, even at Chick-fil-A. It is where there's a church on every other corner -- there are even more of those that Waffle Houses -- but where you can, a year after the Atlanta Thrashers departed for sunny Winnipeg, you can still find a hockey game on the local cable sports network.
This is one more example of how the Deep South has always been a collection of contradictions.It is mentioned because Covington, the outpost of the moment, is a few exits, 120 miles worth by the map, down Interstate 20 from a certain invitational golf tournament that attracts international attention.
That explains why 78-room budget motels are filled to the brim in early April. It isn't because the azaleas are in bloom, because this year, the blooms have already come and gone. Spring came early in the Deep South as well. As someone said today, "We went right from fall to summer." Except for the occasional ice storm, winter is a rumor in Covington.
Masters Fever is not. Golf fans everywhere count the days to this week, and merchants, whether innkeepers or sous chefs, count the money anywhere win a couple of hours of the Augusta National Golf Club. The country may be just coming out of a recession, but in these parts, the money tree sung of in "Raintree County" about a half-century ago still blossoms, and, unlike the azaleas, on time, just as Clifford Roberts intended when he and Bob Jones created Augusta National and The Masters in the 1930s.
The annual renewal seems even more anticipated this year, what with the revival of Tiger Woods' ability to close the deal on Sunday afternoon. With Woods coming back to winning form, with Rory McIlroy returning to the scene of his collapse last year -- but with the knowledge that he can not only win a major, but dominate one -- and with a host of others, from overlooked Luke Donald to Phil Mickelson looking to get fitted for a new sports jacket come Sunday afternoon, there are those who are saying no Masters, and there have been 75 previous editions, has been more anticipated.
We like hyperbole as much as the next scribe, but that is a bit much. Do those panting prognosticators not remember 1997, Woods' first appearance at Augusta National as a professional? All the golfing world wondered how the kid would do.
After going out in 40, he did all right, coming back in 30, a stylish 6-under, on Thursday afternoon, and going on to make history, as if on cue.
What about any year from 1959, the first year after Arnold Palmer's first victory, through about 1984? That's how long it took for him, Gary Player and Jack Nicklaus all to be considered past their primes -- with Jack putting the lie to that with his incandescent back nine two years later. Wednesday, they'll probably play together in the Par 3 contest, and they'll all be on the first tee Thursday, when Player joins Arnie and Jack as an honorary starter.
The Masters always is looked forward to. It is a special tournament in a special place. Augusta National is the most natural looking artificial place in creation -- the Disney World of golf, massaged and perfected and tweaked once and again -- and it all works. You can go on and on about what Augusta's board may do wrong -- expect female members within a decade or so, allowing the distaff portion of the 1 percent to join their brothers -- but there is no better run tournament, from how players are treated to how spectators are welcomed, but from the practical and financial end.
Grandstands are ample, viewing mounds are many -- they were invented here, but at Sawgrass -- and, whereas everyone else in Augusta has their hand in your pocket like a Chicago alderman, at The Masters, a golf shirt is priced like a golf shirt from any club, and you can get change back after handing the cashier $5 for a chicken breast sandwich, chips and a Coke. (And, yes, so close to Atlanta, be assured it's a Coke, even though the spigots on the pop machine after covered over, lest overt sponsorship creep onto the grounds.)
There seems to be no chance of that, any more than CBS' announcers, working with a proverbial gun to their collective heads this week, will start blurting out the size of the purse. Years ago, club boss Hord Hardin was asked about the possibility of a title sponsor for The Masters. Said Hardin, "We're not going to become the Pizza Hut Masters."
Speaking of which, it's the dinner hour. The aroma of the Waffle House is singing its siren song. There must be a Pizza Hut in this town.
-- Tim Cronin