Hardly a golf course ever discussed here is one I wouldn't want to play -- and Winged Foot is not even close to being one of the exceptions. It looked outstanding, in every respect.
I think I'd like to play it the cool air of autumn, when the pretty trees would provide balm for the horrible thrashing the course would be dealing out.
It reminded me, in its relentless difficulty, of a course I love, but which gets little love around here: Hazeltine National.
I love Hazeltine because it's MY local monster, and because I played it enough times, when I was young, to know it a little bit, and because I've spent three entire weeks of my life there watching the best players in the world being humbled by it, and because one of those weeks was a week with my daughters, for the 2002 PGA -- a very fond memory for all three of us.
I imagine that I'd feel the same way about Winged Foot if I lived in the neighborhood.