Golf: The Sport That I Love (And That Beats Me)

Played nine holes of golf today at a course near Damascus, Va. (near the border of Tennessee and North Carolina).

It's a beautiful, lush green course framed by mountains. Overhead, I didn't have a blue sky; instead clouds and overcast weather followed me from hole to hole.

I had the course almost entirely to myself, encountering only about five other players throughout my round.

I believe golf is the hardest sport in the world.

Yes, Tiger makes it look easy, hitting all those 300+ yard drives effortlessly straight down the fairway. That's not all Mr. Woods does. He reads and studies greens, taking in all their contours, curves, drops and heights. Then he sinks some really long putts.

Me, I don't hit the ball nearly as far off the tee. A good drive for me is 200-220 yards.

Tiger pars, birdies or even eagles many holes.

Me, I'm a double-bogey (and then some) golfer.

Today, for instance, for nine holes at Deer Field Golf Course near Damascus, my score was 60. That works out to 6.67 strokes per hole. (And no, I didn't see a deer.)

No match for Tiger, who probably would have averaged about 3 strokes per hole where I played.

He's the best, and I'm, well, I'm trying to get better...

I'm not even close (even in my dreams) to being competitive with the best golfer on the planet.

Still, I love to swing the club, and occasionally I smack a good one. It's nice to connect with the "sweet spot" and watch the ball soar down the fairway. It's beautiful when a putt finds the hole.

Those are the strokes I remember when I close my eyes and doze off at night.

They keep me coming back to the golf course.

Golf--it's the hardest sport in the world. But I love it, even though it doesn't seem to love me.

Tiger, fear me not. I am NOT hot on your heels.

Soccer journalism

We've all heard of "soccer moms."

But now we also have "soccer journalism."
Who reads newspaper stories about soccer--other than the players themselves or their families?

That's a question I'm posing to my hometown community newspaper, The (Rock Hill, S.C.) Herald in the aftermath of what I consider to be disproportionately (and mind numbing to many readers) heavy coverage of high school soccer games. I'm talking huge photos of soccer players doing their thing. I'm talking LONG stories (about high school soccer) that begin on page one and jump to the inside of the paper.

I mean, come on Herald! This is NASCAR and basketball and football country. People in Rock Hill (or pretty much anywhere in the U.S., for that matter) don't give diddly about a sport where people score points with their feet (or sometimes with their heads). Our pulses don't quicken to final game scores of 5-1, or 3-2 or 1-0.
Ditch the soccer coverage, Herald, and get back to what interests us.

Yes, people in Ecuador or Brazil or France love soccer. Very few people in the U.S. follow the sport at all.

Don't believe me? Take a person-on-the street survey in Rock Hill. Ask folks what they think about the "World Cup." Listen to their answers.

I rest my case.

(No intention here to slam the student soccer players. They give it their all on the field, I'm sure, and they're good at what they do--kicking a ball and running up and down the field, and up and down the field, and kicking the ball, and then getting a foul, and then running again and again...)

Let's kick the soccer coverage, Herald, and get back to what interests readers.

Dr. Dolly wows them at Rocky Top University

Youngest daughter (Elizabeth) received her bachelor's degree (suma cum laude) two days ago at the University of Tennessee at Knoxville. That's the proud graduate with my oldest daughter, Dorothy, in a photo accompanying this blog post.

It was a graduation unlike any I've attended, with country music star, songwriter and actress Dolly Parton as the commencement speaker.

Dolly, the leading female vocalist in the world (with 100 million plus of her records sold) wowed the audience of about 15,000 people and 1,200 graduates of the College of Arts and Sciences with her spirited rendition of UT's national anthem song "Rocky Top."

I don't know all the lines of this tune, even though I've sung it dozens of times at UT football games (think after touchdowns or goal line stands or other pivotal plays by the Big Orange) and imagine the Pride of the Southland Band enlivening the 106,000 fans at Neyland Stadium with "Rocky Top."

I do remember this part:

"Rocky Top, you'll always be, home sweet home to me. Good ole Rocky Top! Rocky Top Tennessee!"

Dolly, born 62 years ago in Locust Ridge, Tenn., in Sevier County (in the Great Smoky Mountains) ran out onto the stage and shouted "Hello UT!" She then "Rocky Topped" 'em like only Dolly can do.

The place rocked and seemed to sizzle with excitement. Never mind that graduations tend to be solemn and deadly serious. Never mind that the stage on which Dolly performed was packed with Ph.D.s in the university powerstructure (deans, vice presidents, and other executive officers at UT) and even Gov. Phil Bredesen of Tennessee.

The little woman with the big you know whats and even bigger heart (she's personally seen to it that children all over the world get a free book in their hands by the time they're 6 years old) elicited plenty of laughter and good old fashioned foot stomping "follow me as I sing this song" rhythmic spirit.

Dolly, the fourth of 12 children, shared her remarkable story of how her dream was always to be a star.

She grew up in a log cabin in the most humble of circumstances. She recalled how she would go out on the porch and scrounge around in the yard for an old tin can. She hosted that can on a pole and that was her microphone. Her audience? Chickens and pigs.

People tried to discourage her from dreaming so big but Dolly never gave up, heading off to Nashville soon as she graduated from high school, with all her belongings in a carboard suitcase.

Now, 40+ yrs. after singing from the front porch of that cabin in the mountains of east Tennessee, Dolly has won eight CMA awards and seven Grammies. She also has 20+ No. 1 songs--among them her astounding "I Will Always Love You" (topping the charts for Dolly in 1973 and 1982 and again for Whitney Houston in 1992.)

Inducted in 1999 into the Country Music Hall of Fame (country music's highest accolade), Dolly is also widely known for her philanthropy (Imagination Library for preschool children and Buddy Program to help stem high school dropouts) and for founding Tennessee's most popular theme park--"Dollywood."

Point being, here's a woman who's come light years from that cabin in rural Tennessee.

But she still has work to do.

At UT, she said he never wants to retire and wants to die (just not right now, thank you) with a smile on her face, while singing or writing or acting.

UT, calling her an authentic Tennessee hero and humanitarian, rightfully awarded her an honorary doctorate.

"Just think, I am Doctor Dolly!" Ms. Parton shouted. "Now when people say something about Double D, they will be thinking of something entirely different...!"

We love you, Doctor Dolly.

By the way, if you've read this far, know that Dolly sang another song, not "Rocky Top," at the commencement ceremony Friday. Definitely no lip synching from Dolly and worth listening to. Didn't catch the song's title, but it's about dreaming and rainbows and mountaintops. Beautiful and touching. Turn up your sound and click on the boldface headline at the start of this blog post to enjoy her singing. Definitely worth a listen!

Mind blowing video from Sony

A colleague, Haney Howell, sent me a mind expanding video from Sony.

Turn your sound up and click on the hotlink headline above.

Enjoy.

Friendship Nine hero, his niece and our essay contest

Every April at Winthrop University, our student chapter of the Society of Professional Journalists hosts a reception honoring our top high school essayists.

This year, 40 students, from six high schools in the Carolinas, wrote an essay on "Why Free News Media Are Important."

Our top essayists for 2009--recognized, along with their teachers and parents, yesterday:

First Place, Paul Avinger of Heathwood Episcopal School in Columbia, S.C.

Second Place, Taylor Snyder of South Point High School in Rock Hill, S.C.

Third Place (co-winner), Cassie Stanton of Lugoff-Elgin High School, Lugoff, S.C.

Third Place (co-winner), Jalen Williams of South Point High School in Rock Hill, S.C.

Honorable Mention, Rachel Wolf of Heathwood Episcopal School in Columbia, S.C.

I had the high privilege at yesterday's reception of meeting two of the First Amendment trailblazers of the early 1960s. Willie McCleod, a member of the Friendship Nine, was there to celebrate his niece--Jalen Williams (our co-third place winner.)

In a picture accompanying this blog post, see Mr. McCleod, his niece Jalen and yours truly. In another picture is Mr. McCleod and fellow Friendship Nine member Clarence Graham--also at yesterday's reception for our winners. The remaining photo shows yours truly with my department chair, Dr. Bill Click, and Mr. Graham. Thanks to Winthrop journalism student Brittany Guilfoyle for snapping these photos.

For expressing their First Amendment freedoms at a Rock Hill restaurant, McCrory's, in 1961, Mr. McCleod and Mr. Graham were imprisoned for 30 days at hard labor.

Their "crime": ordering food, and declining to leave when management ordered them to, at then segregated McCrory's on Main Street. Mr. McCleod, Mr. Graham and seven other freedom-conscious African-American men (all of them at that time students at Friendship College in Rock Hill) stood their ground, insisting, peacefully, that they be served at McCrory's lunch counter.

The rest, as they say, is history. The Friendship Nine, as they came to be called, helped pave the way for others in the Civil Rights movement. Preferring jail and hard labor over being rejected at that lunch counter in Rock Hill, McCleod and Graham and their fellow students, according to one Civil Rights historian, were the vanguard of sparking the "jail/no bail" sit-in movement that was copied in other places throughout the South. (Jail for the Civil Rights protesters meant white authorities had to spend precious resources--food and money and manpower--on trying to contain a movement that just grew stronger, more popular and more vigorous.

But back to Mr. McCleod's niece, Jalen. Here, in part, is what she wrote in her essay:

"As a little girl, when I used to take over night visits to my Uncle Willie's house, he never told me the story of the Friendship Nine. He and 8 other black Friendship College students went to stage a sit-in at McCrory's restaurant and were arrested. Unlike the story with Emit Till, the light was shined on this dark story and it was put into the public eye. So I ask. . . you, how free media plays (a) role in these events that are entwined with civil rights issues? It has to do (with) how media interprets these events and whether or not it is is pulled into the public view. Emit Till's story was hushed by media and people when it occurred. A horrid murder pushed into the dark crevices of history, to remain so silent, that it's almost deafening. My uncle, in fact was lucky, lucky as in not to have been beaten by the police. Lucky as in to be alive to tell the story to newspapers and TV interviews. To share his account to the world, to give the nation an idea what a drastic period of segregation we used to be in. . . One of these stories is the truth of the media bringing civil right(s) events into the open, the other one is a story of monstrous actions being hidden in the shadows of the society of the Deep South."

Nicely put, Jalen.

"Soul" arrives from Kia Motors

I drive a VW Beetle diesel and love it.

Especially the fuel economy. I've gotten up to 44 miles to the gallon of diesel.

My bright blue 2003 Beetle looks brand new. (Can't tell the difference between a 2009 Beetle and a 2003 Beetle.)

Entering the competition in the small car market, however, is a new animal called the "Soul"--built by Kia Motors.

Gets 31 mpg and reminds me a bit of another small car--the Mini Cooper (built in England.)

You can buy a brand new "Soul" for under $14K.

Click on the hotlink boldface headline above and enjoy the video and sound.

Maybe we all need a little "Soul" in our lives.

Susan Boyle rocks 'em at talent show in Britain

I'd heard a local (Charlotte) radio personality almost tear up couple days ago recalling the talent of one Susan Boyle from Great Britain.

Susan rocked them with her "I Dreamed A Dream" performance.

Turn up your sound and click on the boldface headline above to fully appreciate her.

Not a raving beauty but what a voice!