See, this is what I've been trying to explain to all of you about Hillbilly Inbreeding. The first thing that goes is the mind. You all know what I'm talking about. Just like that movie Deliverance.... In fact, I can picture Hillbilly Hendren right now, sitting on his porch playing the banjo with that last tooth sticking out of his mouth. You can smell the gingivitis from this keyboard.
Mike, The 13th has to be seen to be believed. It is a blight on golf architecture, as far as stylistic architecture is concerned. To explain better, it is just how constructed one hole feels compared to the other, in relation to how it is best used for the land at hand. Not that the original hole was anything to shout about, but it was a rather memorable hole for the course. (whose entire routing was suspect anyway)
That rather deep dip used to be fun to negotiate though. You just can't tell it in these images. The worst thing about the hole just isn't the ridiculous Rees Pieces bunkering, but more the containment mounding that was added in the drive zone.
You take away that ocean view and Rees Jones has no reason what-so-ever to ever even think about getting involved in this upcoming ridiculous charade of a US Open. (Because that's what it is.)