My interview with Dan Jenkins: Hogan, Tiger, his beats, and shorts

To celebrate Dan Jenkins’ induction into the World Golf Hall of Fame tonight, I thought it would be appropriate to dig up some excerpts from an interview I did with him in 2008. I spoke with the great one at the U.S. Open at Torrey Pines. We discussed his latest novel The Franchise Babe, and branched out to Ben Hogan, Tiger Woods and the profession he helped define.

One of the first items that came up was pants. Or rather short pants. He said there never has been a great sportswriter who wore shorts. Wearing his trademark khaki slacks, he said:

Who is the best the sportswriter who wore shorts? I keep trying to envision Grantland Rice or John Lardner in shorts. It never occurred to me to wear shorts. I’d look too silly to wear shorts.

Thankfully, I wasn’t wearing shorts on that day. But I do break out the shorts more often than not on those hot days during a tournament. Guess that disqualifies me as a great sportswriter.

Not that I, or anyone else, would be in his class.

Anyway, enough from me. Here are some excerpts from my interview:

One-liners: The best humor is bound with truth. I never wrote a line in my life I didn’t believe. I never wrote a joke I didn’t believe. It wasn’t a question of being funny. It comes natural, the way I see it.

On his idols: I was greatly influenced by my heroes, Runyans, Lardners. I wish I had John Lardner’s talent to tweak but not bleed. A few times, I drew blood and didn’t mean to. I don’t think these guys in here (current sportswriters) ever read that stuff.

His novels: I write the same book every time, just change the names. I’ve never been in a war. I couldn’t write about that. I worked in press boxes. I knew athletes. I wrote about that.

Access back then: I knew everybody. I knew Hogan better than anybody. Knew Jack, knew Arnold. I was friends with them. We had dinner with them. They would tell you things they knew you wouldn’t write. There was a relationship.

Let’s say it was a regular tour tournament. The Jackie Gleason. You’d go into the coffee shop and you might see Sam Snead sitting by himself. You’d join him. He’d enjoy the company. That doesn’t happen anymore. You miss a lot of good stories. You miss a lot of deep background. You miss knowledge.

There was a camaraderie We were always in the lockerroom. You don’t have that anymore. I miss the connection.

Covering Ben Hogan: He was misunderstood to the extent he was shy. Very shy. He didn’t suffer fools. If you didn’t understand the game, he didn’t want to talk to you. He knew I understood the game. When I went to a tournament, I’d write two stories. The main story and Hogan, no matter what he did.

I’d walk all 18 with him. He knew I was there. If he had a bad round, he knew I’d be there to ask him about it. It was fun. A great privilege. I was very lucky. If he wasn’t around, I might still be in Waco.

Covering Tiger Woods: I can’t talk to him. I don’t know him. I tried for 10 years to get a one-on-one. You know what (Woods’ agent) Mark Steinberg says? ‘We have nothing to gain.’ I said Mark, ‘You can read it before you print it. We’ll take things out.’ He says, ‘We have nothing to gain.’ Can you believe that?

Covering college football: (When he joined Sports Illustrated in 1962) They asked why do you want to cover college football? I said because I know more about it than anyone here. If you grew up in Texas, it was either college football or drowning.

I changed the way they cover college football. In those days, when Sports Illustrated covered college football, it was Yale-Harvard. It was a social thing. I said there’s this thing called No. 1. And we should gear our coverage to the big game of the week.

Success of Semi-Tough: It was good news, bad news. I made some dough. It helped my lifestyle. But it was the reason why they (SI) moved me to pro football. They said, ‘You’ve got this fuckin’ best-seller on pro football. You’ve got to cover pro football for us.’ I hated it. I didn’t respect it. It wasn’t as much fun to me as college football.

On daughter Sally becoming a noted columnist: We had two boys and Sally. They were all interested in sports. I didn’t say anything to Sally. She was covering the Final Four one year when she was a rookie. She told (legendary Dallas sportswriter Blackie Sherrod), “I’m going to be a sportswriter.” Blackie said, “You can go to a doctor and have it cut off.” A great line.

I love reading her column. I hardly ever find myself disagreeing with her. I say she’s the best writer in the family. Hell, she went to Stanford and I went to TCU.

His main goal: I’ve always been a beat guy. I covered college football, pro football, golf. Ruling out the seamheads in baseball, it’s hard to find anybody who wants to be a caretaker of the sport. I always wanted to take care of the sport. I wanted to caretake golf. I wanted caretake college football. Tell things to people they didn’t know. Inform them.

Last word: To the people who say I’m an old curmudgeon, I say you’re right.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Great Dan Jenkins to be inducted into Golf Hall of Fame

This is a big day for the fraternity. Dan Jenkins will be inducted into the World Golf Hall of Fame tonight.

Don’t be surprised if Jenkins’ first line is, “What the (bleep) took you so long?”

Indeed, it is baffling why the Hall waited until Jenkins was 82 to give him this honor. He joins Bernard Darwin and Herbert Warren Wind as the only other golf writers in the Hall. At this point, this is a three-person Mt. Rushmore. Nobody else measures up.

Jenkins’ novel Semi-Tough was an instant classic, and his unique and often hysterical take on golf in Sports Illustrated and then Golf Digest left unless laughing, unless you were one of his targets.

Jerry Tarde writes in Golf Digest:

Dan taught us not to take the big guys so seriously. After Greg Norman’s  collapse at Augusta in 1996, when Norman said if he’d taken the time to study  medicine, he could have been a brain surgeon: “Maybe so,” wrote Jenkins, “but he  wouldn’t operate on this cowboy–not on Sundays, anyhow.”

Take a look at this interview with Jenkins posted on Golf Digest’s site. You’ll be glad you did.

 

Mushnick Sunday column not featured on Post’s sports site

Saw this tweet from Howard Bloom of Sports Business News:

Anyone notice that Phil Mushnick’s weekend New York Post column is NOT online?

Technically, Mushnick’s Sunday column is not posted on the main page of the Post’s sports site.  Mushnick did write a column Sunday, asking what would have happened if James Dolan hired New Jersey Devils GM Lou Lamoriello to run the Knicks way back when.

However, in order to find it on the Post’s site, you would have to go to Mushnick’s column page. Meanwhile, 10 other Post sports columnists (who doesn’t have a column at the Post?) are featured on the main page along with many, many other stories.

Yet not even a headline on the main page for Mushnick’s column.

Mushnick is under fire for writing in a Friday column that the Brooklyn Nets should change their name to the  “New York N——s” because they are co-owned by Jay-Z.

Now is it unusual for the Post not to include Mushnick among its roster of Sunday columnists? After all, he has a huge following, and there definitely would be room to add one more to the roll call.

Maybe there’s nothing to it. His column exists in its regular spot in the print edition.

However, if the Post was writing about this treatment for somebody else, it certainly would question, if not infer, whether the paper is trying to downplay Mushnick in the wake of Friday column. This is the Internet equivalent of being buried back with the classifieds.

Obviously, it made Bloom wonder. And perhaps Mushnick too.

Interestingly, Mushnick didn’t make any mention of the critical reaction he received in his Sunday column.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eli’s opening monologue and reviews of Eli, the actor

From what I’ve found, the reviewers have been kind to Eli Manning.

Writes Marc Snetiker of Entertainment Weekly:

The brunt of the monologue was Manning’s self-proclaimed expertise about New York City, which included recommendations to get tickets to Cats and eat New York cuisine at Olive Garden.

Thus began the theme of the night: Manning as dimwitted doofus. Whether this reflects something about Manning’s public persona or if it’s simply an easy approach to writing for a gawky jock, I don’t know — but Manning was up for it, and in any case, he delivered on what he was given (although his cue card reading skills could use some polishing).

Writes Ralph Vacchiano of the New York Daily News:

He held one older brother’s head in a toilet, gave another a wedgie, and shot  another with an arrow.

“We know that big brothers can be real d—heads,” Eli said.

That’s not a side the usually calm, polite and sometimes awkward Manning has  ever shown publicly, but he was clearly willing to step way out of character  during his star turn on SNL.

Writes Tim Keeney of Bleacher Report:

It was Eli’s decision—whether it was his or not—to Tebow on national television that will have everyone talking about him and falling in love with him.

When in doubt about whether or not you’re going to actually be funny on a show that is built to be funny, just Tebow.

Seriously, it works everytime.

 

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Eli’s ‘Little Brother’ scores on SNL

Not sure that Eli Manning topped his brother Peyton’s performance, but he did have some moments as host of Saturday Night Live.

The most memorable came in an ad for “Little Brothers,” in which Eli, a little brother himself, got revenge against the evil big brothers of the world. It was topped by a wonderful kicker line at the end aimed at a certain future Hall of Fame quarterback.

 

Sunday bookshelf: Bill Veeck, the maverick of baseball

Since I hope some of you still read books, I decided to use Sunday to inform you of the latest offerings in the sports category.

Today’s entry is Bill Veeck: Baseball’s Greatest Maverick, written by Paul Dickson. The book is the first biography of the legendary owner and showman, who dared to defy convention in baseball.

Veeck’s autobiography, Veeck as in Wreck, is considered a classic. However, that book was written in 1962. Much happened in his life after that, including saving the White Sox for Chicago with his purchase of the team in 1975.

Veeck was one of baseball’s most memorable characters. It’s no surprise that his biography makes a compelling tale. In a review of the book, Dave Hoekstra of the Chicago Sun-Times writes:

Bill Veeck works as a wonderful companion piece to Veeck as in Wreck and the 1965 Hustler’s Handbook, both written by Veeck with newspaperman Ed Linn. Dickson’s biography looks at “Sport Shirt Bill” and goes beyond the “Disco Demolition” and the Eddie Gaedel midget stunt for which Veeck is most often associated. Bill Veeck: Baseball’s Greatest Maverick is a portrait of a uniquely rounded and compassionate spirit.

Here are some other blurbs from the critics on Amazon.

Bill Veeck: Baseball’s Greatest Maverick incorporates the picaresque anecdotes and populist charm of Veeck’s memoirs into a narrative marked by Mr. Dickson’s broad knowledge and fluid authority. The result is a biography that newcomers to the Veeck legend are likely to find immensely appealing, but one that also makes him new again for those who have already savored the baseball showman’s own episodic volumes.”—Maxwell Carter, The Wall Street Journal

“Any man who wanted to be included on Richard Nixon’s enemies list is worthy of a searching biography—and Paul Dickson has been kind ehough to do that for us with his compelling portrait of the unregenerate Bill Veeck.”—Ray Robinson, author of Iron Horse: Lou Gehrig In His Time

“BILL VEECK, in the language of the subject, is a homerun—a bases clearer. The story of the remarkable full-life of this pioneering baseball character is told with the steadiness, detail and flare that we have come to expect from Paul Dickson,  the premier all-star writer and reporter. The book is great fun—much like being in the bleachers during a day game.”—Jim Lehrer

“Bill Veeck didn’t want to break rules, he insisted, just “test their elasticity.” He wasn’t talking only about baseball. The master showman, who famously sent a three-foot-seven-inch batter to the plate, also desegregated the American League and proudly marched in the funeral procession for Dr. Martin Luther King—on his peg leg and without crutches. BILL VEECK revisits a golden age for baseball, a pivotal time for America and some hilarious moments in the life of a man who helped to change both.”—Clarence Page, Pulitzer Prize-winning columnist, Chicago Tribune

“Bill Veeck was inventive, courageous, principled, and hugely influential–the Thomas Paine of a revolutionary time in baseball. He told his own story in VEECK–AS IN WRECK, back in 1962, but even a man as famously candid as Veeck cannot be fully portrayed in an autobiography. He has awaited a clear-eyed admiring chronicler, and in Paul Dickson he has found him. This amazingly detailed, delicious biography is, as its subject might have titled it, VEECK–AS IN SPEC-tacular!”—John Thorn, Official Historian, Major League Baseball, and author of Baseball in the Garden of Eden

“We knew Bill Veeck was the baron of ballyhoo. We didn’t know (or at least I didn’t) that he was a patriot as high-flying as Ted Williams, a racial barrier-buster as fearless as Branch Rickey, a gadfly who set the mold for Charlie Finley, and a one-of-a-kind iconoclast who was irresistible. So don’t resist. Buy Paul Dickson’s new book and have a blast.”—Larry Tye, author of Satchel: The Life and Times of an American Legend

“A definitive look at one of baseball’s greatest innovators and ambassadors. A must-read.”—Claire Smith, ESPN

“Bill Veeck has finally met his match.  Paul Dickson, consummate baseball historian, has given Veeck the biography he deserves. Meticulously reported and exhaustively researched, Bill Veeck: Baseball’s Greatest Maverick is, like its subject, a show-stopper.”—Jane Leavy, author of The Last Boy: Mickey Mantle and the End of America’s Childhood and Sandy Koufax

“[S]ure to entertain is Paul Dickson’s latest: Bill Veeck: Baseball’s Greatest Maverick (Walker). As you’d expect, Veeck’s trials, tribulations and experiments with the great game as its greatest promoter may well hold center stage, but Dickson has done something with this biography that I particularly loved about John Sickels’ bio of Bob Feller, which is to write a book that also covers this man’s life outside of the game. Maybe this is a matter of giving the “Greatest Generation” its due, but Veeck was a combat volunteer who lost his leg in the Marines during World War II.”—Christina Kahrl, ESPN, “Sweet Spot”

“Paul Dickson has knocked another one out of the park with Bill Veeck: Baseball’s Greatest Maverick a skillfully written biography, scrupulously researched, brimming with revealing anecdotes and historical detail, while unpacking Veeck’s views of social injustice (inside and outside the park),along with his quest to provide fans with a show even if their team wasn’t on the road to clinching a pennant….So if you’re planning your summer reading list, I recommend you place  Dickson’s enlightening and highly entertaining biography on one of baseball’s most combative if influential owners at the very top of your list.”—Bill Lucey, The Morning Delivery.

“The proof of goodness is usually in the details, so it becomes clear right off the bat that Dickson has written an authoritative work.”—Mike Downey, The Los Angeles Times.

“In his lively (and occasionally beatific) biography, baseball and cultural historian Paul Dickson brings Veeck to life, relentlessly digging into his career and times to create a portrait of the kind of guy you’d like to have in your corner – or at your table for a drink.” Chris Foran, Milwaukee Journal-Sentinel

To be ignorant of Bill Veeck’s legacy to baseball is akin to being unaware of Steve Jobs’ role in computers. A maverick and visionary, Bill Veeck transformed the way owners promoted the game while captivating the press and public with his charisma and penchant for challenging the status quo. His controversial signing of Larry Doby, the first black player in the American League, is an example of a Veeck initiative deftly chronicled by Paul Dickson, baseball’s pre-eminent lexicographer (“The Dickson Baseball Dictionary”). “Bill Veeck” comes as close to a “must-read” as any baseball book in recent memory. Grade: Home run.”–Mark Hodermarsky, Cleveland Plain Dealer

 

Roll call of athlete hosts on SNL; Why is Tony Danza on list?

From Wikipedia.

As of 2012, there have been 35 sports figures who have hosted SNL. They include athletes, former pro athletes, coaches, owners, & sports commentators.

Why is Tony Danza on this list? Even though he once boxed professionally (9-3 career record), he wasn’t asked to host SNL for his athletic skills.

Also, note the second athlete host. Much better days back then for O.J.

Host Occupation Number of episodes First hosted Last hosted
Fran Tarkenton football player 1 January 29, 1977
O. J. Simpson football player 1 February 25, 1978
Bill Russell basketball player 1 November 3, 1979
John Madden football coach/sportscaster 1 January 30, 1982
Bob Uecker baseball player/sportscaster 1 October 13, 1984
Alex Karras football player/wrestler/sportscaster 1 February 2, 1985
Howard Cosell sportscaster 1 April 13, 1985
Hulk Hogan wrestler 1 March 30, 1985
Mr. T wrestler/actor 1 March 30, 1985
Tony Danza boxer/actor 2 April 19, 1986 January 28, 1989
Marvin Hagler boxer 1 May 17, 1986
Billy Martin baseball player/manager 1 May 24, 1986
Joe Montana football player 1 January 24, 1987
Walter Payton football player 1 January 24, 1987
Carl Weathers football player/actor 1 January 30, 1988
Wayne Gretzky hockey player 1 May 13, 1989
Chris Evert tennis player 1 November 11, 1989
George Steinbrenner New York Yankees owner 1 October 20, 1990
Michael Jordan basketball player 1 September 28, 1991
Charles Barkley basketball player 3 September 25, 1993 January 7, 2012
Nancy Kerrigan figure skater 1 March 13, 1994
George Foreman boxer 1 December 17, 1994
Deion Sanders football/baseball player 1 February 18, 1995
Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson wrestler/actor 3 March 18, 2000 March 7, 2009
Derek Jeter baseball player 1 December 1, 2001
Jonny Moseley freestyle skiing 1 March 2, 2002
Jeff Gordon NASCAR driver 1 January 11, 2003
Andy Roddick tennis player 1 November 8, 2003
Tom Brady football player 1 April 16, 2004
Lance Armstrong cyclist 1 October 29, 2005
Jason Lee skateboarder/actor 1 November 12, 2005
Peyton Manning football player 1 March 24, 2007
LeBron James basketball player 1 September 29, 2007
Michael Phelps Olympic swimmer 1 September 13, 2008
Eli Manning football player 1 May 5, 2012
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ESPN classic ad: Manning brothers get dad mad

More Manning stuff to get you ready for Eli’s starring role on SNL tonight.

Here’s one of my all-time favorite ESPN ads: The Manning brothers acting like brothers during a tour of the facility. Note how hard Peyton kicks Eli at the end. Nothing made up there.

Do you suppose Peyton knew that one day Eli would have more Super Bowl titles than him?

Here’s a DirecTV ad they did.

 

 

Sounds of silence from Hawk Harrelson

Awful Announcing was somewhat incredulous that White Sox announcer Ken “Hawk” Harrelson went silent for a minute last night. Harrelson didn’t say a word after Jhonny Peralta hit a two-run, ninth inning homer to give Detroit a 5-4 victory over the Sox.

Sox fans get it. It was a brutal defeat. The silence spoke volumes for what Harrelson and Sox fans were feeling at that moment.

BRUUUUTALLLLL!