I just checked in on Simmons' latest unplugged blogspot post: a 1999 article about golf announcing. The first thing that surprised me was a real, honest to goodness f-bomb.
But this stood out more:
"some out-of-nowhere guy named Mike Weir was playing with Tiger and submitting a performance worthy of Carl the Gardner from "Caddyshack." It was a familiar story, a Roy McAvoy-type putting together three great rounds before self-destructing in the fourth round under the TV lights. It happens every golf tournament. There's always a Mike Weir involved. Always.
So Weir's putting in on the 18th for an 80 -- repeat, 80 -- and one of the CBS guys tells us, "He'll be back. He'll be back. He got some good experience today."
Good experience? Good experience? The guy just shot an 80 in the final group in the final round of a major. He could crash his car on the way home and have a better experience than that. Are you kidding me?"
Of course, that was 1999. Mike Weir went on to win the 2003 Masters and and spent 100 weeks in the top 10. Sure it sounds funny to criticize the announcers in 1999, but sometimes they know more than you do.
One last note, it amused me that even in 1999 he was relying on "electroshock" for humor.
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