Sometimes you allow a little time to elapse before reflecting on an event (i.e. weekend of ballyhoo). Sometimes, when you're busy at work and negating your tertiary life as a blogger, 2.5 weeks elapse.
What can I say: neglect happens.
On the flip side, the following observations are still with me 18 days after departing from an overly crowded PHX, so maybe that's indicative of something. Or not. Regardless, here a bunch of random thoughts/memories from the FBR:
1) In my wildest dreams, I couldn't have fathomed the Mad Max & the Thunderdome like atmosphere that was the FBR Phoenix Open. Replace your mental image for typical PGA Tour attendees (Izod families with matching visors eating pimento cheese sandwiches) with the late night crowd at Dre's in Vegas (stilettos included).
Now populate Dre's with 170,000 people, half of which are 35 year-old females with EE fake j's, all of whom work in real estate (i.e. the largest, dumbest collection of hos on the planet outside of Vegas).
Redonkulous.
2) If you're at the TPC to watch golf, you hang out on the front nine. If you're there to party, you hang out on the back nine. If you're there to see things normally reserved for South Padre Isle and Skinamax, you hang out at #16.
3) Speaking of the 162-yard 16th, it is hands down the loudest (most drunken) hole on Tour. If a player misses the green, they're greeted to 10,000 boos from the crowd (like clockwork).
"It's like playing a golf shot in the Rose Bowl," said Tom Lehman.
Never seen anything like it.
4) Baseball has HGH, the Tour de France has EPO, and the PGA Tour has mallet sized drivers. Said another way, I'm now fully prepared to suggest that golf undergo an equipment review: these guys are murdering the ball.
And I'm not talking about one or two players, I'm talking about 65% of the field. Consistently. Murdering the ball.
5) The Bird's Nest -- a fenced off piece of asphalt in the parking lot outside the TPC -- hosted the after party for the tourney. A 20,000 person after party. For a golf tournament. Unimaginable.
And Diana, slightly belatedly, I riggity realized that I liggity love you.
6) Honestly, I don't think the PGA players would put up with drunken throngs at the TPC in Scottsdale if it weren't a once a year a deal. As is, for one weekend in February, life on the PGA Tour is inverted.
And everyone in Phoenix enjoys the spoils.
7) Congrats to Indiana Alum Jeff Overton for his 27th place finish at the FBR (and thanks for the V.I.P. passes to the Nest).
8) The FBR's application has been submitted and approved. It is now a permanent fixture on the calendar. And I can't wait for next year.
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