Thursday, April 16, 2009

Jim Sterk Needs To Go

My wife is not happy. That doesn't bode too well for any of us when that happens. No more Apple Cups in Pullman. I would not want to be WSU Athletic Director Jim Sterk when he comes face to face with her. It's not gonna be pretty. In another stupid move, the future Apple Cups will now be played at Quest Field in Seattle, the home of the Seahawks. Not far from Montlake. What a nice move Jim. So much for the renovation of Martin Stadium. What a nice way to show loyalty to the hard working business owners in Pullman who rely on this weekend. For some, it makes their year. It never ceases to amaze me with all the constant stupid moves this guy makes. I used to work on the committee that helped raise hundreds of thousands of dollars for the Cougar Athletic Department. The Cougar Golf Classic used to be a great event until Jim Sterk showed up. The likes of Mike Price, Joe "the toe" Danello, Mark Rypien, Tim Rosenbach, Clint Didier, Pat Beach and Rueben Mayes used to make their way to Meadow Springs Country Club for the annual event. It was a reunion of former NFL greats, high profile Cougars. Sterk didn't feel he needed us anymore. He thought the school could do a better job. They sure have done a better job. Last year, the most high profile celebrity at the Cougar Golf Classic was one Paul Wulff. The same guy who was hired by Jim Sterk.

What more can I say.

Monday, April 13, 2009

CBS Blasted for Masters Coverage


CBS should be ashamed because I am. You would think Tiger and Phil were the only players on the golf course. Angel Cabrera, Kenny Perry, and Chad Campbell were just out for a Sunday stroll on an Easter Sunday at the 73rd Masters. It was like the leaders didn't even exist. How many times did you hear, "just a minute ago", "while we were away", or "here's a replay of Perry's putt on 9"? We saw very few live shots of the leaders because CBS was too busy following Mickelson and Woods. The media is so hung up on someone challenging Tiger that they forget that there are other players making a name for themselves, and then when success follows these so-called no names, they don't know what to do. I was relieved when Tiger and Phil holed out their final putts on 18 because then we could watch the leaders, and not on tape. Of course we had to wait for the interviews of both Mickelson and Woods before we could go back to live action again. "While we were watching Tiger and Phil, Angel Cabrera won the Masters in a playoff over Kenny Perry and Chad Campbell".


CBS, the most taped network. Has a nice ring to it.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

An Angel on Easter



Richland, WA.




It's great to be home. I'm back in my comfort zone for the final round of the 73rd Masters, the couch. The big question on everyone's mind is who will it be? Who has the nerves to withstand the pressure that goes with being in position to win a green jacket. Will it be 48-year old Kenny Perry, who has been close to flawless thus far in his quest for his first green jacket. Or, will it be an Easter Sunday to remember for 2007 US Open Champion Angel Cabrera. Traditionally, the winner usually comes out of the final two-some which includes both of these guys. You know the producers for CBS Sports will be focusing on the pairing of Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson, both at four under and in need of a low number to post early, hopefully putting pressure on the leaders coming in. You kind of get the sense that this tournament is being set up for something special on this Easter Sunday. Will someone come out of the pack and shoot a blistering 29 on the back nine on Sunday? Or, will the leaders plod along and make it too difficult for the earlier groups to make up such a wide margin.
As I walked the grounds of the entire golf course on Tuesday, I tried to get some pictures of players I thought would be there in the thick of things come Sunday. I did the same thing at the 1998 PGA at Sahalee, the course I grew up on. Angel Cabrera is going to be tough to beat. So is Jim Furyk. Yes, it's Sunday at the Masters and I'm making predictions, and back in my comfort zone.