Catchy, huh?
I am fond of Tom Doak. A few years back I was fortunate to have him join me during my Erie Canal Tour. We played Glens Falls, Onandaga and I was able to arrange access for him at Teugega. We also enjoyed a couple of meals and I was pleased that he too rented a room at the Red Roof Inn near Syracuse - reflecting his down-to-earth manner and total lack of pretense. I found him to be great company both on and off the golf course with a rusty but solid golf game featuring a little magic with the short stick. Also a good, though slightly reserved conversationalist with a keen intellect. Bottom line, I had this icon down as a regular guy - i.e., one of us.
Then yesterday I peruse the World Woods thread and am horrified to read his comment regarding Rolling Oaks: "The land just didn't speak to me." What? I was crestfallen for this is not the Tom Doak I know. I quickly rebounded by convincing myself that he was being sarcastic. I then I read about his Gordian Knot criticism of the 100 to 150 yards green to tee walks at Pine Barrens, remembering full well that it's a good 130 yards from the 13th green to 14th tee at Pacific Dunes and back-tracking at that!
It's hurtful to have thought Tom was one of us, when in fact it turns out he's one of them! What's next? Abandoning Golf Club Atlas and hanging out full time at Max's Lounge? I am now ashamed of my patronizing gushing about Tumble Creek and Quail Crossing - all for naught. Oh well, at least I've still got Ben and Bill. Can anyone set up a lunch?
Merry Christmas anyway, Tom.
Bogey