The Jamison Blog


Here’s an idea. If you’re someone who has an annual salary that includes 6 or more zeroes, kneel down, close your eyes and thank whatever higher power you believe in that you live in the United States of America.

Especially if the check with all those zeroes comes from the thNFL, NBA, MLB, NHL or any other organization that rewards you for playing a game you love, utilizing God-given talents.

Here’s another idea. Instead of taking a knee, take some initiative that could produce real results, not feed the divisive frenzy that has overtaken this country.

There are nearly 1,700 players in the NFL, and the average salary is approximately $1 million per player. If every NFL player coughed up 10 percent of his salary, a $170,000,000 pool would be created to donate to whatever causes for which they are taking a knee.

And, by the way, leave them $900,000 a year to feed and shelter their

The same goes to all those Hollywood hypocrites who bank millions of our dollars while playing roles. I admire their ability to make me laugh and cry. I’m glad they are there to help me escape from the challenges of real life, and I don’t mind paying for their talents.

But I don’t give a damn about their political opinions. Shut up, do your job, make your millions and while you’re at it, organize a 10-percent fund to help the causes about which you rant.

Will those dollars eliminate all the issues the citizens of this country face on a daily basis? No. But it is a start. And it’s certainly more productive than participating in rhetoric and actions that only th-1deepen the chasm that is growing between left and right.

Mr. President, quit tweeting. Football players, quit protesting. Actors, shut up. Just start putting your excessive millions where your mouths are.


After watching Quail Hollow devour much of the PGA Championship field in the second round last Friday, I began channel surfing and stumbled upon what turned out to be the greatest sudden-death match in USGA history.

It was the quarterfinals of the U.S. Women’s Amateur Championship at San Diego Country Club. Lauren Stephenson and C.Y. Wu finished all square after 18 holes and headed for the 10th tee to settle the fourth and final spot in the semifinals.

Two hours and a few miracles later they were still slugging it out. The 20-year-old Stephenson outdrove the 13-year-old Wu by monstrous proportions on 600x338every hole, and took full advantage of her length by sticking short iron after short iron within very makeable birdie range.

But putt after putt lipped out or just missed the cup, allowing the scrappy teenager to stay alive with scrambling skills that would make Phil take notice. Stephenson missed five putts of 10 feet or closer from the 17th hole on. Any one of them would have ended the match.

Then on hole 26, Stephenson said, “enough is enough,” all but holing a wedge shot, leaving her a gimme-length tap-in for birdie. Wu, meanwhile, came up woefully short on her hybrid approach shot, and faced a 70-foot putt for birdie to stay alive. This marathon was finally going to end.

But as Wu’s putt rolled through the lengthening shadows toward the hole, Stephenson could sense what was about to happen. All she could do was smile and applaud as the ball dropped into the cup for a tying birdie.

“That putt, I mean, that’s going to be on TV, and you’re going to see that forever. That was crazy,” Stephenson would say later.

The drama continued until the 30th hole – the 12th playoff hole and the fourth time for the pair playing the 18th. Stephenson struck her first poor tee shot of the playoff and the South Carolinian ended up making bogey. Meanwhile the unflappable 13-year-old Wu also struggled on the hole and faced a 20-foot putt in the fading light to save par and bring the theater to an end. Nobody in the gallery was surprised when she drained the putt, just before the sun disappeared.

The match broke an 87-year-old record to become the longest sudden-death match in USGA history. And it certainly gained a few fans for women’s amateur golf.


If you’re not playing golf with clubs fitted specifically for your swing and body characteristics, then you’re giving up strokes to your opponents.

I learned this lesson recently in a way that has changed my entire outlook on golf. I had slipped into a funk that was turning my weekly Saturday morning trip to the golf course into something more akin to a visit to the dentist chair. Only worse. At least in the dentist chair you get a shot of Novocain and a promise that all will be better.5147886-215px-maggie copy

Specifically, my iron game was my toothache. I was having trouble squaring the club at impact, producing squirters to the right or wounded ducks to the left. The more I tweaked my swing the worse it got. My greens in regulation could by counted by Maggie Simpson. And my handicap rose like a free flying balloon, from single digits to a 14.

Then one day the light switched on. I had added 10 years, a few pounds and two new hips since I had last been fitted for my clubs. It was time.

At the ING Spring Conference in May at the World Golf Village I had the Wilson Golf reDemo-Wilson-MJp watch my swing on a strike board. I tried a few different shafts and it turned out that the regular shaft was producing high, straight shots.

So two days later I went to the Golf Galaxy store in Altamonte Springs, FL, and went through the complete fitting process. Thirty minutes and about four-dozen swings later, the stats on the monitor told the story – I have aged out of stiff shafts.

I purchased a set of the beautiful Wilson Staff C200 irons. Two days later I was off to the Mesquite Amateur in Nevada to join 600 other amateurs from around the country. And the magic began.

Ten greens in regulation during the first round. Nine in round two and 10 again in the third round. Then in the championship round, I hit 12 greens and shot a net 67, good for a tie for first. I eventually lost the Mesquite Am tIMG_3605itle on the second hole of sudden death. But what I won was a renewed love of playing the game.

A Golf Digest study four years ago indicated that a group of nine gofers lowered their handicaps by 1.7 strokes after getting fitted for clubs. They added an average of 21 yards off the tee and 13 yards with irons. It works.

There are many ways to get fitted. Companies like Club Champion are not married to any particular brand and will fit you to the clubs that best suit your game and swing. The Association of Golf Clubfitting Professionals has members across the country. And if you are partial to a particular brand, most companies have their own fitting systems, such as the TaylorMade Performance Labs.

However you decide to get fitted, you’ll be glad you did. It’s better than Novocain, which only hides the pain. It actually eliminates the pain for good, or at least until your next hip replacement.


Why would folks from the golf-rich state of Florida travel over 2,500 miles to play in an amateur golf tournament in the middle of the Mesquite Amateur Action Shot 3 2017desert? If that tournament is the Mesquite Amateur, let me count the ways.

The 15th Anniversary of the Mesquite Am was conducted in late May in this small desert town 80 miles north of Las Vegas. Over 600 golfers representing 38 states, six countries and a wide range of skill levels competed in this memorable event that kicks off on Memorial Day every year.

Among the 40-plus Floridians competing in the tournament was Jill Natale of Lake Mary, and maybe she best nailed the reasons why the tournament is worth the trip.

Mesquite Amateur Dining Room 2017“We come every year for several reasons,” said Natale, who finished third in her flight. “One – Really good golf courses. Two – No hurricanes and a dry heat. Three – The food and friendship. This is the only one of these large amateur tournaments where you actually sit and break bread together. That’s important. It’s a time to share each other’s rounds and get to know new friends. That’s really why we come back year after year.”

Peach Waller, who conducts tournaments in the southeast from his home base in the Florida Panhandle, agreed.

“Just look around – these golf courses are fabulous,” he said from his golf cart during one of the three rounds of the tournament. “They are always in great shape. And you see a lot of the same players year after year. It’s a permanent part of my golf schedule.”CasaBlanca Mountains

Kirk and Brenda Hulbert of Denver have made Mesquite a permanent part of their lives. They first went to Mesquite in 2004 visiting a cousin. Before the weekend was over, they had purchased a second home.

“We absolutely fell in love with the town,” said Brenda. “Everybody here is so friendly and welcoming. It’s not too big. Back in 2004 there were more golf courses than stoplights. While it has grown somewhat, it is still a beautiful and peaceful place to be.”

Every year on Memorial Day, the community comes together to welcome men and women golfers of all ages and abilities who IMG_3605compete on the six courses of Mesquite in the 54-hole tournament. The event is hosted by Mesquite Gaming, with nightly activities, including a sit-down dinner and prize drawings, taking place at the CasaBlanca Resort & Casino.

Oh. There is one more big reason for Floridians to make the cross-country trek – to win. The top 10 finishers in each of 18 flights share a prize pool of $2,850 worth of gift certificates from either TaylorMade or Callaway. And the top four finishers in each flight advance to the Championship Round on Friday on the challenging CasaBlanca Golf Course.

This year four players tied for first at 5-under-par net in the Championship Round, two of them from Florida – Gigi Higgins of IMG_3603Cape Coral and Mike Jamison of Lake Mary. On the second hole of sudden death, Higgins stuck her approach shot 18 inches from the hole and tapped in for the winning birdie.

Benny Marchese of Arizona is one of hundreds who will definitely return in 2018.

“I’ve met folks here who have become great friends for life,” he said. “The Mesquite Am is like a big reunion every year.”

And well worth the cross-country trek for Floridians.



How ridiculous did our sport look on Sunday afternoon during the final round of the LPGA’s first major of the year, the ANA Inspiration?

Playing brilliantly, Lexi Thompson held a three-stroke lead with six holes remaining when LPGA Tour officials told her that she had incurred a four-stroke penalty for incorrectly positioning her ball as she set up for a tap-in – 24 HOURS EARLIER!

Some jerk fan who needs a life saw the infraction on a replay and reported it Sunday afternoon. Officials reviewed and decided to add the penalty – two strokes for playing from the wrong position, two more for signing an incorrect scorecard.

Thompson, fighting bacik tears, showed grit by making birdie on three of the final six holes to move into a tie, but lost to So Yeon Ryu in a playoff.

Who is to blame? You can debate whether or not the rule is ridiculous. After marking her ball to clean it, she placed it a fraction of an inch from where it was previously. It had absolutely no effect on her ability to tap in a one-foot putt.

You can question whether the two-stroke penalty for signing an incorrect scorecard should have been enforced because at the time, she thought she was signing for a correct score.

There should be no debate, however, when it comes to making referees out of golf fans watching the tournament from their living rooms. Unless you have cameras recording every shot of every round of a tournament, then replays should not be used to determine rules infractions.

I wonder if So Yeon Ryu replaced her ball perfectly on every green? Or if every drop from a hazard was made properly? Or did any player accidentally touch the sand when hitting from a bunker? We’ll never know because we can’t see video replay on every shot struck during the tournament.

Our sport has enough issues, not the least of which is attracting new players. Any prospective golfers watching that debacle Sunday afternoon probably decided that tennis might be a better choice.


While I am excited that the PGA Tour has made the left turn from southern California for its annual trek to Florida, my enthusiasm is dampened this year due to one glaring absence.


Trump National Doral’s Blue Monster has hosted the PGA Tour since 1962. Only Augusta National, Pebble Beach and Colonial can match that streak.

Now, thanks in part to the political correctness flu that has infected our society in the past decade, the normal Doral tour slot has been airlifted to Mexico City.

PGA Tour officials said the move had a lot to do with sponsorship opportunities, as Cadillac wanted to trim its title sponsorship dollars from $14 million to $6

Timing suggests the PGA Tour was responding to then-presidential candidate Don Trump’s steady flow of negative comments tied to his promise to “build the wall” between the U.S. and Mexico.

I’m sure the truth lies in some combination of the two factors. But considering the history of the PGA Tour and Doral, it’s a shame more effort was not made to save the site. I’ll miss watching the world’s best players shake in their Foot Joys as they stare out at the wind-swept, treacherously narrow 18th fairway, wondering if their round is about to go south.

4c8bc207c8185b2b32f57e88248d164eSo we’ll have to make do with the Honda Classic this week at PGA National, the Valspar Championship at Innisbrook (March 9-12) and the Arnold Palmer Invitational at Bay Hill (March 16-19). All are great tracks with memorable finishing holes, sure to provide Sunday afternoon drama.

But without Doral, it just won’t be the same.


I’ve been blessed through my career to visit dozens of this country’s most beautiful golf destinations. Work has called me to explore alluring places from sea to shining sea, from Pinehurst to Pebble Beach.

And from those trips I have created memories that will stay with me until I’m too old to remember my own name.img_2332

Truth is, however, that most of those resorts and destinations are far too expensive to be more than a bucket-list trip for the majority of golfers.

Recently duty called me to a different kind of destination, one known more for race cars than golf carts. Sebring, FL, has hosted the 12 Hours Of Sebring road race annually since 1952 at Sebring International Raceway, placing it among the elite destinations for racing enthusiasts worldwide.

But what I didn’t know about Sebring was that is home to some outstanding golf courses at very attractive prices. The recently-created Citrus Golf Trail consist of a dozen golf courses that offer solid golf at rates that fit anyone’s budget.

And that’s something the golf industry sorely needs.

They include a Donald Ross design that was site of the first nationally televised golf tournament back in the 50’s. The recently renovated Pinecrest Country Club is carved out of orange groves and features the nuances Ross is known for – small, elevated greens with false fronts that test even the best short games.

The history lesson continues at Harder Hall Country Club, where players like Christie Kerr, Natalie Gulbis Brittany Lincicome, Charley Hull and Stacy Lewis have won the Harder Hall Women’s Invitational held every January.

The Citrus Golf Trail is located in the center of Florida among cattle ranches and orange groves, offering a glimpse of what the state use to be before the arrival of Walt Disney just an hour away, and the glitzy resorts that dot each coastline.

The relaxed and welcoming nature of the folks who live and work here is reflected in THE place to stay for a golf getaway in Sebring – Inn On The Lakes. Set in lush landscaped gardens, this relaxed inn-signlakeside hotel offers a true home-away-from-home feel, with a terrific restaurant and bar – Chicanes – that serves a free hot breakfast as part of every golf package.

Diverse activities for post-golf adventures abound. You can tour the town of Placid Lakes and its dozens of fascinating murals that cover the sirs of buildings. And check out the Clown Academy and Museum while you’re there.

Highlands Hammock State Park is a 9,000-acre park that opened in 1931, four years before the Florida state park system was created. Over the past 80 years Maxwell Groves has evolved from a small open-air fruit stand into a packinghouse with a country store that offers a sprawling front porch with orange rockers where customers relax, enjoy homemade orange ice cream or freshly squeezed orange juice. And Cowpokes Watering Hole is a combination restaurant, lounge and dance hall that once had a live gator housed inside.

But more than anything, the Citrus Golf Trail offers a solution to one of the golf industry’s biggest issues – solid golf at affordable prices. It’s a bucket list item that can be enjoyed time and time again.


During my sports writing career I had the privilege of interviewing The King, Arnold Palmer, on several occasions. But nonimagese was more reflective of the essence of the man than the very first time.

As an 18-year-old intern for the Charlotte News, I was assigned to do a sidebar on Mr. Palmer after the first round of the Kemper Open at Quail Hollow Country Club. Mr. Palmer owned a home along the 15th fairway at Quail Hollow, and was considered the unofficial host of what was a regular tour stop back in the 70’s.

Through most of my 18 years I had idolized Arnie, keeping a scrapbook of his career and taping photos on the walls of my room. So needless to say, I was a very nervous teenager when I approached Mr. Palmer as he walked out of the press tent.images-2

He agreed to do the interview on his walk to the locker room and I started to ask my first question. After 30 seconds of me mumbling and bumbling, trying to get the question out of my very dry mouth, he stopped, placed his large hand on my shoulder and said, “Why don’t we go to the locker room and grab a couple of Rolling Rocks. We can relax and sit and chat for a while.”

Of the hundreds of professional athletes I have interviewed, I can’t think of another who would have made such a gesture to calm a scared rookie sports writer.

Few have matched Mr. Palmer’s accomplishments on the golf course. And his contributions to the game of golf and to society as a whole have been well chronicled. He stands alone atop the pinnacle of ambassadors of golf golf_e_arnold_576and life.

What I will remember most about the wonderful man, however, is the graciousness and generosity he showed to the lucky folks who crossed his path. We all can learn a lesson from this aspect of Arnold Palmer’s life.