A Great Day For the Irish
This past Monday marked a great day for the Irish: our most recognized golfer over the past 60 years was inducted into the World Golf Hall of Fame under the veteran’s category.
With 43 professional titles in his playing career, his pedigree reads a bit like our own “King,” Arnold Palmer. He is a hero in Ireland and is known by all as “Himself”—which is a common Irish phrase that shows affection to someone of greatness.
In 1966, I first saw Christy O’Connor play at the Gallaher Ulster Open, which was contested at my home club of Shandon Park in Belfast, Northern Ireland.
My first impression was his long, free flowing swing and incredible ball striking.
The seventh hole at Shandon Park is a par five with a fairway that curves sharply from left to right. O’Connor hit the most perfect draw off the tee and held the ball up on the slope on the left-hand side of the fairway. I was amazed to watch his next play; he pulled out his driver and knocked it stiff from a downhill lie. It was the greatest eagle I ever witnessed.
“Wristy Christy,” as he was known by his peers, had the greatest pair of hands and wrists in the British Isles. Lee Trevino had a wonderful quote, where he said, “O’Connor had a swing that flowed like fine wine.”
I read an article written by Tom Keogh on Christy O’Connor. At the end of the article, he relayed the story of Christy and his wife.
But the good days were not too far away for Christy and Mary Collins the girl from Tuam, County Galway he married and who has walked the fairways with him ever since they tied the knot on October 12, 1954.
“We have no money,” said Mary as they walked down the aisle. “Don’t worry,” Christy whispered, “I’ll win it, and you can mind it.”
—Gerald McCullagh


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