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One of golf’s most endearing characters is Gerry Lester Watson, Jr., also known as Bubba. Yep, a golfer named “Bubba.” He’s pretty interesting to watch for several reasons. First, he’s a lefty. Not many of those on tour. Second, he’s an outspoken follower of Jesus Christ. Again, not many of those out there on course. Third, he’s never once had a lesson. He’s completely self-taught (which gives the rest of us deluded amateurs enough hope to keep on trying). Fourth, he’s one of the longest hitters on tour. His ball speed is almost 200 mph which means his tee shots travel in the vicinity of 350 yards.
But the greatest reason for watching Bubba play is you just never know where he’s gonna hit the ball and what shot he’s willing to try. Case in point, the second hole at the 2015 Travelers’ Championship.
On the final day of competition, a rainy and dreary Sunday afternoon, he stepped up to the second tee and proceeded to yank his drive into some deep grass down the right-hand side of the rough behind a huge tree. A few minutes later, everyone got a look at the difficult shot Bubba was facing as the cameras took up position behind his ball.
It was grim. He was in jail.
As Bubba was sizing up his options, an on-course patron shouted out to him, “Better hit a low 4-iron under the tree, Bubba.” Now, it’s not unusual for folks to shout things at Bubba from time to time. He’s a good ol boy who knows how to handle himself in a crowd of spectators.
After everything settled down, Bubba pulled a club from the bag and stepped into his shot. Homie had a sand wedge in his hands! The 6’ 3” beast ripped a cloud-splitting shot over the towering tree with just enough of a draw on the ball to stick it to three feet!
Three feet!
Of course, the crowd roared with delight after seeing the miracle shot. Then Bubba, the two-time major champion who’d go on to make that short birdie putt and win the tournament a few hours later, turned to the guy who’d made the suggestion to him and said, “That’s why you’re on that side of the ropes.”
And the crowd roared again….
Nobody gets to tell Bubba how to play golf. He’s got TWO Green Jackets! He can hit shots that make grown men pee their pants. You don’t need to try and tell Bubba how to play golf.
Nor do you need to try and tell God how to be God.
