As my golf continues to decline I now appreciate more when the architect has considered me as well as the good player. I like to be given the option of attempting to carry a bunker at 175 yards out from the tee to give me a better line to the green and I like it when someone has put in a line of cross-bunkers 40 yards short of the green on a hole on which my approach will be played with a 5-wood and a good player is coming in with wedge. For that good player both bunkers are irrelevant, but to me they are exciting. They were probably put there during the golden age and I offer up a prayer of thanks that they have not been removed or filled in.
However, I am now more aware of intimidation: the compulsory water carry, the high shot over trees, and so on. Some of the drives at Yale intimidated me, yet never at Winged Foot did I feel intimidated. No, that doesn't mean I played well at Winged Foot - I was abysmal - but there was plenty of width, I could see what I had to do, and knew it was possible, if I played as I am supposed to at my level and from the appropriate tee. When I failed to execute a particular shot I was aware that Tillinghast had considered that possibility and some of the most interesting approaches to the greens were not from greenside bunkers where a shot nearly good enough might finish, but from the swales, slopes and depressions beyond those bunkers where a solid slice or hook might finish. Coming up 30 yards short of a green was also often fascinating, with lots of options of floating a pitch, pitch-and-run, flat-hit 6-iron or perhaps even a long putt. Because of the contouring of the greens, their attendant bunkers and moundwork and the possibility of some mischievous pin positions I still got much pleasure out finishing the hole with a 7 or 8 if at some point I had been called upon to be creative, and on almost every hole I was.