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Hawkins lurks as dinosaur with a laptop
Well, well. We have a living dinosaur trying to bring back John Wayne, stick shifts on the column, persimmon clubs and 1-iron blades (“Get a grip, dude, and ban the bro-hug,” July 3).

C'mon, man. This is not 1953, and we don't have Ben Hogan trying to stare a hole through Sam Snead. These guys are all multimillionaires, and they’re having a fun time taking corporate America's money that was foisted from us. Let them have their fun.

It is a new age, and more of what you see today is coming, so I think you’d better get on the bus or you'll be the next Dan Jenkins whining about how the world of sports is changing. It is changing and will continue to change, long after we’re gone.

I like the camaraderie shown among these guys and think it's a fine step forward in evolution that they can try to beat each other’s brains out and then go have a beer together.

"For the times they are a-changin’ …"

John T. Doyle
Lakeland, Fla.

Handy tips to avoid a bro-hug

I understand the point made by John Hawkins (“Get a grip, dude, and ban the bro-hug,” July 3). However, the bro-hug is here to stay, and I don't have a problem with it.

It will happen when players know each other well and compete against each other often. What I don't like is that after the bro-hug, or even just a handshake, players will pat their competitor on the chest before they walk away. They might as well slap them on their ass while they’re at it.

If you don't want a bro-hug, it's easy to avoid one. Extend your hand as far as you can and keep it out there for a handshake. Don't let your elbow fold, which allows the other player to get close. If you do that a number of times with your competitors, they will get the point that a handshake is all that you want.

The handshake is traditional, but many players will take off their hat, run their fingers through their sweaty hair with their right hand, then shake hands. Eeeew! When I see that, I don't want to shake their hand, but it's obligatory.

My question: Do players do that unintentionally, not even realizing that they are doing it, or do they do it on purpose because they don't like their opponent?

Ken Byers
Kennewick, Wash.

End the round like a man

All of the overdone and insincere gestures and male-bonding nonsense performed by players on the PGA Tour at the conclusion of a match are comical and silly (“Get a grip, dude, and ban the bro-hug,” July 3). They really have only one thing on their minds: to destroy their competitor, and they will do anything which does not violate the rules to accomplish it.

With that said and understood, a simple and genuine handshake for a game well fought should be the final act on the 18th green after the last ball has dropped. Removing hats and shaking hands with or hugging everyone within a mile of the green is not proper etiquette or necessary. A good, firm man's handshake, go sign your scorecard, grab a beer and go home.

The players on the Champions Tour, by virtue of their different generation, are not quite so demonstrative. The farce performed on the LPGA is an embarrassment. Watching hulking male caddies exchanging effeminate cheek-to-cheek kisses along with the cute little hugs with female players half their size makes me want to gag.

Ron Yujuico
Euless, Texas

Men, boys and bro-hugs
I would like to suggest that John Hawkins read the book “Real Boys: Rescuing Our Sons from the Myths of Boyhood,” by William Pollack and Mary Pipher. It outlines clearly the origins of the fear of male affection, an affliction which, I am happy to see, our young male golfers are abandoning.
As with many social codes from the past, blustering that we must maintain a restrictive notion of "manliness" not only reinforces the rigidity of those codes, but is also like after the huge storm telling the river it must return to its old path. It will go where it goes. Watch and enjoy.
Robin Dea
Vancouver, Wash.
Mickelson’s dig pales next to Spaulding’s

I continue to be surprised by all of these letters about Phil Mickelson’s spitting in golf's face (“From the Morning Read inbox,” July 3).

If he hissed "Miss it" or "Noonan" (or a combination of those famous “Caddyshack” distractions) during a competitor's back stroke, I'm guessing the letters for and against disqualification would split 50-50 (and this from a person who instantly realized that offering even odds on whether Spaulding would pick his nose was foolish).

Gary Howard
Jacksonville Beach, Fla.

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