One more time with Old Movies. For at least four years, from 1941 to 1945, we always had “News of the Day” before any of the cartoons or the feature film. I guess it was the only way we could learn how the war was going. Did that mean we didn’t have newspapers? We did, but out in the hinterland where I grew up, there were no major journals, so we got world news in front of the movies. Another odd thing we had, a singalong, with the audience all following the bouncing white ball and singing our little hearts out. The ball would jump from syllable to syllable as the audience followed on screen the lyrics to a popular song. How strange, group karaoke.
Tiger isn’t playing this week in California, but Phil is, and doing quite well again. I noticed that Phil looks much trimmer than last year, not nearly as much man boobs and belly. Maybe that accounts for his recent success. Back to Tiger. Those of us who pull for his recovery have been somewhat dismayed at his seeming to choke on Sundays, at Abu Dabi and Pebble Beach. Where is the Tiger of old? An article in Golf Digest suggested that he may be too nice lately, strolling along with his competitors, joking, being a nice guy instead of the solitary intimidator of the past. No one seems to be afraid of him anymore. His presence at a tournament still guarantees about a twenty percent jump in attendance and tv viewing. Doesn’t matter if you love him or hate him, you still have to see how he’s doing. It should be interesting to see how he fares in the match play next week in Marana.