I have to go with Sweeney Mike on this one. Back in 1992 that area was one big bramble. It was a "veritable wilderness" to those of us who got our history from the old yardage book, except when we topped one. I don't recall anyone calling it "veritable" when that happened. To steal another word from The Book -- apropos given how hard it was to figure out where to go! -- in those situations we "hewed" but rarely with success.
I bet when they cleared that area they found one million balls.
Also, the only Daly story I heard back then was of him driving the 11th. Which was pretty impressive -- even though I managed to drive it from the (original) whites. (The white and blue tees were repositioned through the course c. 1996.)
This said, there were some really crazy angles out there if you were of a creative bent. One classmate used to drive the 14th, this in the days of persimmon. He teed the ball on a scoring pencil. We used to fall apart when he did it. How many ever thought of that hole as a "2 or 20"?
(He was really smart. He wrote a computer program of the course so we could "play" during winter and internships. At least until someone uploaded Doom in the computer lab. Do colleges still have "computer labs"?)
Regarding the 3rd, I liked bombing it down the right and short of or, in dry years, all the way into the bunker, a curious form of "success," but with genuine failure to deal with on the right, such assessments were relative. Eventually I found a lesser wood towards the right side of the hill seemed to work -- but that got wrecked the day I played with a bunch of smarty pants med students, 3rd-years probably, who berated my inane "strategy." Thus chastened, I played the hole 5-iron / 7-iron, and where is the fun in that? I will add that was the day I totaled my sister's car on the way to the course, very nearly missing my tee time, and so my opinion of the med students may be compromised.
My opinion of the 3rd however is not. It is more fun than Doom!
Mark