Steve will be missed. He was a great caddie. He helped his player play better. He was also a throwback to older times when guys played hard and had their fun. Definitely not from the cookie cutter mold.
I found his attitude on the course to be ideal and something to emulate. He had a great balance of enjoying himself and the company while being as focused and intense as anyone. He understood the value of every shot. My life is richer for having known him. The game has lost an original.
Henny,
Did you guys ever have any times together? On course or off -- what memories jump most to mind?
That book got me a lot more interested in caddies and their role with players and their life in general. After that I got a few more "caddy" books, but few lived up to Shipnuck's Bud Sweat & Tees.
Did you guys ever have any times together? On course or off -- what memories jump most to mind?
Yoda,
Steve and I kept different schedules after work, so I infrequently saw him out. During the day, we had regular communication. Often, it was just a chat with other caddies during the lunch break. I considered him a friend. He was always good to me.
We played golf together a few times. Notably, at the TPC of Louisiana on Wednesday, with our pros, the year before they moved it from English Turn. Early scouting for the next year was the excuse. Steve loved to play. Played with great passion. And lots of people knew if he missed a shot. But then he was right back in the moment--competing.
On the course, I had great respect for him. How he handled his player. He had a certain edge about him while standing over the shot---then he was telling a story to loosen up his player. He was never afraid to say what he thought. I would have been out with him on the course a number of times, but as the years pass, the memories have just turned to glimpses.
Steve and I kept different schedules after work, so I infrequently saw him out. During the day, we had regular communication. Often, it was just a chat with other caddies during the lunch break. I considered him a friend. He was always good to me.
We played golf together a few times. Notably, at the TPC of Louisiana on Wednesday, with our pros, the year before they moved it from English Turn. Early scouting for the next year was the excuse. Steve loved to play. Played with great passion. And lots of people knew if he missed a shot. But then he was right back in the moment--competing.
On the course, I had great respect for him. How he handled his player. He had a certain edge about him while standing over the shot---then he was telling a story to loosen up his player. He was never afraid to say what he thought. I would have been out with him on the course a number of times, but as the years pass, the memories have just turned to glimpses.
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