Zip it, guys. Women must have skin in game
Reader Ron Yujuico and other men should shut up on the issue of priorities in women’s golf (“From the Morning Read inbox,” June 7).
Do they have any idea how hard it is for LPGA players to secure a sponsorship? What do you think sponsors want to see? Pretty women in makeup and short skorts. This has been the same damn thing since the beginning of time.
Remember Jan Stephenson and Laura Baugh? The money was so bad back then that the only way they made a decent living was showing it off, with their sponsors’ logos attached.
Women are damned if they do and damned if they don’t. So, guys, please zip it.
St. Paul, Minn.
(Larey is an LPGA teaching professional.)
Haney offers ‘reality check about LPGA’
Stop the Hank Haney-bashing (“From the Morning Read inbox,” June 7). He gave us a reality check about the LPGA.
A few years ago, I saw on the cover of Golf Digest a naked Lexi Thompson from the waist up, with only a towel covering her breasts. It was disappointing. I can’t possibly fathom why the LPGA would permit such an exploitative image.
Have you seen Paige Spiranac? What a disservice to the women vying for credibility.
The LPGA needs a hypocrisy makeover.
It’s better than ‘Beef’
I’ll watch Michelle Wie and Jeongeun Lee6 with their dyed hair and Lexi Thompson and Paula Creamer in their “cute little ribbons and bows,” and reader Ron Yujuico can watch Andrew “Beef” Johnston (“From the Morning Read inbox,” June 7).
Upon further review, those labels don’t fit
I'm being called a misogynist and racist because I'm not interested in seeing Asians consistently winning on the LPGA and dominating the leaderboard. Unconscious bias or not, I don't believe that I fit either one of those labels.
I questioned my two adult daughters, who know me better than anyone. I mentioned how I raised them: to treat all with respect; that color of skin doesn't matter; that nationality doesn't matter; that as women they will face obstacles that men will not. Give of your time; be courteous; be kind; judge by content of character and not by color of skin.
I have watched less and less LPGA golf since Asians are dominating the tour. Because of that, I'm being called by some a racist and misogynist. Of course, my daughters are biased, but they do know me better than anyone. They agreed that those who judged me are wrong. I'm willing to bet that my extended family, my friends, and those with whom I have worked over the years who know me only as their boss or co-worker would say the same thing. To tag me as a racist and misogynist is wrong.
Many nationalities are represented in golf. Watching golf is the Olympics to me. I want the Americans to win. I don't care if they are African-, Asian-, European-, Arab- or Hispanic-Americans. If they are American, I am rooting for them. On the LPGA tour, that rarely happens, and it is tough for me to watch.
More and more Asians are getting on the men's leaderboard, if not outright winning. It is just a matter of a few short years before the men's tour is looking like the women's tour. When that time comes, I won't be watching the men's tour much, either.
I know. You don't need to say it. I'm a racist. You couldn't be more wrong.
Sankaty Head prompts ‘lifetime love affair’ with golf
The mention of Sankaty Head as host of the 2021 U.S. Mid-Amateur (“In the news,” June 6) brings back fond memories of two great summers.
I was there in 1969 and 1970 when the camp's founder, Norm Claxton and his son Doug were running the show. What a great way to spend the summer. The caddie bench was quite democratic, with caddies sent out in alphabetic order. I think the rate was $7 per bag, with a dollar or two for a tip.
The club catered to the upper crust. I caddied for Congressmen, doctors and industry leaders. We got to go into 'Sconsest (how the locals said Siasconset) just about every day, getting candy and sodas at the general store and swimming in the chilly Atlantic Ocean. Given one day off a week, we'd hitchhike into Nantucket. I always went straight to where the ferry came in from the mainland, to get a pound of fried clams for 50 cents.
The best part was that we could play the course just about every day in the late afternoon, before dinner.
Those summers led to a lifetime love affair with the game that included a 17-year stint as a high school golf coach, getting a chance to give a little back.
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