When I'm on a golf weekend with my buddies, we have one simple rule: "Show no weakness, show no mercy." Any cracks in the armor and you're a dead man.
I was reminded of this Sunday when Ian Poulter muffed a relatively short (seven feet -- short for a pro) birdie putt in the midst of the Roman Coliseum that is the 16th at the Waste Management Phoenix Open. Boos and "U-S-A!" rained down on Poulter. He finished the hole, picked up his ball, and offered the curious little motion there at right.
So was he flipping off the crowd with the ol' backdoor-birdie approach? Look, it's all in fun, but I gotta say -- if I had 20,000 people booing me, I'd be wrapping a nine-iron around somebody's throat. (Certain of you commenters should be glad you can hide behind your computer.) Still, there is a sense of decorum and propriety that should be observed in golf, and Poulter needs to maintain his blah blah blah ... you know what? I'm fine with this, and Poulter's got nothing to be embarrassed about here.
If indeed he did it, that is. In that "punctuation and grammar be damned" style that's so characteristic of Twitter, Poulter responded later in the day: "To address the 16th. great hole, great atmosphere, but I was getting something off of my face, will I play next year. Hell yes loved it."
Cannot wait to see how they're going to greet him then.
(Visor tip: Waggle Room.)