I remember the first time I went to what was then called the Greater Hartford Open. When we entered the course, the first golfer I recognized was Fuzzy Zoeller. He was very relaxed and looked like he was having fun strolling down the fairway, chatting with his caddy. I quickly saw that all the golfers were walking and playing in the same rhythm. Spectators moved at different rates, some running, some shuffling, but the golfers were all in the same groove.
Another memory: one year I was standing about two feet from Paul Azinger as he hit his second shot on a par four. I don't know what club he was using, an iron of some kind, but when he hit the ball, the ground literally shook.
If you go to the Travelers Championship, you will see that these professionals are a different species of human being. They hit with such power and accuracy it's unbelievable. It's comforting to know that no matter how hard I try, I'll never be as good as they are, so I might as well relax and be glad that I can play well enough to have fun with my friends. I like to say my typical round has 72 great shots and 23 not-so-great.Copyright © 2014, Los Angeles Times