July 20, 2015 by dixwah
I’m pretty excited about tonight’s final round of the British Open (yes, I know it’s called The Open Championship – twat). There’s an Aussie in the mix, I’ve got a bet pending on Sergio, and there’s even a couple of amateurs in with a sniff, including joint leader Paul Dunne.
As an amateur golfer myself, I definitely have a soft spot for the Irishman, and hope he does well tonight. It’s great that one of us play at that level. And even better, I can now dare to dream. I mean, if Dunney can do it, what’s stopping me? Sure, I raise my 7-iron as I reach the ton on the 17th at Massey Park, so there’s a fair bit of golf left in me, but strictly, the Dunnester is on my level.
And while I continue to dream of my name being announced at majors, taking on the pros in front of massive galleries and holding beautiful trophies aloft, there’s one thing that really attracts me about the mirage of professional golf. Or two, I can’t forget the WAGs. But mainly – it’s the professional bit (ie. the massive money).
Playing as an amateur, Paul Dunne isn’t eligible for any of the $10,000,000 (yep, 10 mill) available at The Open. It might sound unfair, or downright stupid, but I’m sure he has his reasons.
So – as one amateur golfer to another – I decided to assess the pros and cons of winning The Open Championship while remaining with the good guys: