Michael Bamberger’s latest golf book a ‘love letter’ to relationships created over a lifetime

“The Ball in the Air,” which was released March 28 by Avid Reader Press, is the famed golf writer’s love letter to the game he adores.

It’s a joy to read Michael Bamberger’s latest book, maybe because it was such an obvious joy for Bamberger to write it.

“The Ball in the Air,” which was released March 28 by Avid Reader Press, is the famed golf writer’s love letter to the game he adores. He uses the stories of three real-life characters to reveal just how much the game has enriched each of them. He even throws in some first-person examples.

And the secondary characters are just as fascinating, including, of all people, Dave Guard of the Kingston Trio, the folk group that started in the late 1950s. Lee Trevino and Jack Nicklaus make cameos.

This might be Bamberger’s most accessible book. Even if you don’t like golf, you’re drawn to the characters’ stories.

Bamberger, a former newspaper reporter and award-winning magazine writer who now writes for the Fire Pit Collective website, jumps back and forth between the characters. It takes a minute to see what he’s doing. When you catch on, you can’t wait to get back to a previous character’s chronological story and see what happens next.

There is a young female golfer, a 40-ish former community college golfer and an 88-year-old who played in the 1972 U.S. Amateur. They are introduced in the book from youngest to oldest.

An astute golf fan might know two of the characters. The young female is Pratima Sherpa, who grew up poor in Nepal. Through a 2016 article in Golf Digest by Oliver Horovitz and some amazing people that helped her along the way, she earned a golf scholarship at Cal State Los Angeles, where she will graduate in May.

The middle character is Ryan French, whose life spiraled out of control soon after his college career. It was through golf writing (first with his Monday Q Info Twitter stories of pro golf dreamers that even drew the attention of quarterback Aaron Rodgers) and the love of his parents, second wife and others that he made it back to the other side. He eventually worked for the Fire Pit Collective, alongside Bamberger.

Very little, in terms of his golf, though, has ever been written about the third character, Sam Reeves, a deep thinker and self-made man who made millions in the cotton business and has touched so many people.

He ends up stealing the show with his humility and the connections he makes in golf, which include famed golf instructor Butch Harmon and former Cypress Point head pro Jim Langley. Reeves, from the small rural Georgia town of Thomaston, “has a lot of moves,” Bamberger writes. “He has the warmth gene, the curiosity gene, the games for connection, organization, efficiency and intimacy.”

While tracing the characters’ life paths to the present, Bamberger inserts some opinions, such as his disdain for LIV Golf and its money-fueled ways. It’s no wonder, since LIV is the antithesis of what Bamberger and his characters stand for.

He also throws in some golf phrase nuggets that will draw a smile from die-hard fans. In one section, he writes about the feeling of hitting a good shot. It is where the book’s title is derived.

“You get over your ball and you make your swing and the next thing you know you ball is in the air, propelled by you but now with a life of its own.”

He then types: “Be the right club TODAY.”

Bamberger doesn’t attribute it to Hal Sutton, but golf fans know that’s what he said on the 72nd hole of The Players Championship in 2000. It came with Sutton holding a one-shot lead over playing partner Tiger Woods, who had just missed the green with his approach shot. Sutton then sent a 6-iron that was the “right club” and secured his victory.

It wasn’t until he started writing about the three characters’ love of the game that Bamberger suddenly realized there would be a fourth character for the book – himself.

“Things happened in the 1970s that made me fall for this game but I hadn’t thought of them at all until I started writing this book,” Bamberger said in a podcast on the Fire Pit Collective.

It was during that time that Bamberger, who grew up playing golf in his hometown of Patchogue, N.Y., that he caddied at the famed Shinnecock course the National Golf Links of America, which is nearby.

“My experiences at those two golf clubs settled deep within me,” Bamberger writes. “Part of it was the greatness of the playing fields. The quietude these courses offered. Their firm fairways. The coarse beach sand in the bunkers. The magic-carpet greens that looked they could take flight.”

Above all, as he points out through his characters – and all the help they received because of golf – it comes down relationships that are developed through the game. That can often happen when you play a new course and join up with someone you don’t know. Bamberger loves to do that. One of the favorite courses he discovered is the Augusta Municipal Golf Course, the public course better known as “The Patch.”

In the summer of 2022, Bamberger played a number of rounds at Machrihanish (the name of the course and the town in southwestern Scotland). In one of those rounds, he set up a round with local resident Tommy Blue, who he had interviewed once by phone but had never met. They were both the same age, 60.

“How golf promotes intimacy is a marvel,” Bamberger writes. “At the end of our rounds, I felt a closeness to Tommy that I cannot express. We had shared a fine round on a superb course with meaningful conversation on a breezy summer day. That’s a lot.”

“We were together for a three-hour period and we were comparing notes on marriage, health and raising kids and golf,” Bamberger said of the experience on the Fire Pit Collective podcast. “We met one time, we had one round of golf and we may never meet again, though I hope we do. I just know the round enriched me forever. I just don’t know what other sport could do that.”

This is Bamberger’s ninth book (he also did a play). He has said some of them were a grind to write. This one was not.

All his previous golf writing, which are flavored by his love and respect for the game, led him to this place. It’s the book he was meant to write.

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Rick Reilly’s ‘So help me golf’ is a love note to the game that will make you laugh and cry

Rick Reilly hasn’t lost anything off his fastball. He’ll still make you laugh and cry in this page turner.

I don’t mean to make Rick Reilly feel old, but as a kid I used to run to the mailbox on Thursday, grab my new copy of Sports Illustrated, flip to the back, and drop everything to read his latest back-page column.

Sometimes he’d make me laugh, other times he’d make me cry. He’d rarely disappoint.

So, it was with great anticipation that I dove into reading Reilly’s latest book, “So Help Me Golf,” which was released last month (Hatchette Books, $29.)

Reilly channels his insatiable curiosity, trademark sense of humor and vast knowledge of the game in what amounts to a collection of 80 new columns that is a love letter to the game he clearly loves so much.

I’ve been fortunate to get to know Reilly a bit in the press room and we were colleagues for a hot minute at The Athletic in 2018, but still, I had no idea that he grew up with a father who was an abusive alcoholic with a golf habit too, and how that colored his feelings about the game initially.

Reilly’s personal journey is interspersed throughout the book and is the glue that holds the various sections together spanning his life and connecting his tumultuous relationship with his father. Spoiler alert: golf saved his relationship with his father and the two eventually reconcile through the game.

Rick Reilly’s latest book includes a collection of columns on why we love the game.

Reilly also recounts how he talked editors at Sports Illustrated into letting him do a story on the 18 most unforgettable golf holes around the globe. He flew around the world for the story but never wrote it … until now. His scorecard includes an underwater hole in Australia, a green in Indonesia where monkeys are the most serious hazard and a par-3 shot over a pit of alligators.

There are stories of Hall of Famers such as Tiger Woods, Phil Mickelson and Greg Norman – I didn’t know that Ernie Els throws away every ball that makes a birdie – and lesser-known pros such as Joel Dahmen and his funnyman caddie Geno, Maverick McNealy and unlikely major winner Sophia Popov. He writes poignantly about Erik Compton competing on his third heart, and the equally impressive displays of courage by Amy Bockerstette and Casey Martin. There are hilarious practical jokes played, bets won and lost and the sad story about how he got screwed out of millions of dollars by a certain company (TopGolf).

Reilly has been writing this book in the back of his head since he fell in love with golf at age 11. He’s at his funniest when he’s a participant, whether trying speed golf, to beat the 55 shot by Rhein Gibson at the same course (with 100 mulligans), or attempting to play the most mini-golf in one day.

Reilly gets to the heart of why we love this game and all the aspects that make golf so utterly addictive. I laughed and smiled at his one-liners and original turns of phrase every bit as much as when I used to run to the mailbox with anticipation to read his work. The final father-son story and Reilly’s epilogue of sorts had all the feels for my dad, who texted that it got a little dusty in the room as he closed out the book. For me, it was just further confirmation that Reilly’s lost nothing off his fastball. He’s still in a league of his own at making readers laugh at one moment and tear up the next.

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Book review: Alan Shipnuck presents the good and bad sides of Phil Mickelson and lets the reader decide

Golf fans get a good read but don’t get their fill of Phil in Shipnuck’s “Rip-Roaring” biography of Mickelson.

Wherever it is that Phil Mickelson is laying low this week, he must be thinking, “if only I hadn’t called Alan Shipnuck.”

Without Mickelson opening his big mouth and telling his unvarnished thoughts on the Saudis behind a renegade golf league (“scary motherf—–s”), Shipnuck still would have produced a read that is a rollicking good time, but it wouldn’t be the talk of the town – and Phil likely wouldn’t be skipping his title defense of this week’s PGA Championship and on sabbatical from what has been a Hall of Fame career.

Who is the real Phil Mickelson? Phil: The Rip-Roaring (and unauthorized) Biography of Golf’s Most Colorful Superstar seeks that answer. Shipnuck, longtime golf writer for Sports Illustrated and Golf and now a partner in the Firepit Collective, reflects back to something Mickelson said to him during a confrontation that he highlights in the book’s introduction. “It was meant as a taunt but became the challenge that animated this book: ‘You think you know me but you don’t.’”

Think about it: for as much Phil has spent the last 30+ years under a microscope he’s done a masterful job of protecting his private life. We’ve never seen him play golf with any of his kids. Everything about Phil that he shares has felt very calculated, as Shipnuck notes even his psoriatic arthritis diagnosis netted him an endorsement opportunity.

Shipnuck paints Phil as “a smart-ass who built an empire on being the consummate professional; a loving husband dogged by salacious rumors; a gambler who knows the house always wins but can’t help himself, anyway; an intensely private person who loves to talk about himself.”

He’s always been the proverbial riddle wrapped in a mystery inside an enigma. But by the time you finish this page-turner you’ll have a better idea who you think Phil is. I suspect Phil’s fan base will find reasons anew to adore him even more while his detractors will find fresh ammo to argue that he’s one of the all-time phonies.

The opening chapter sets a wonderful pace going from one outrageous story to another – it feels like Shipnuck gathered a bunch of Phil’s acquaintances around a campfire and they’re dishing their best of collection of Phil tales and said, ‘I can top that.’

My favorite part of the book may be the early chapters before Phil turned pro. Kudos to Shipnuck for tracking down childhood friends and college pals and presenting popped-collar Phil in all his frat-boy glory for some fresh stories of beer-swilling, money games and competitions, egos and envy before Phil really became Phil.

Shipnuck takes us inside the highs and lows of his PGA Tour career, and is at his best in the section on Mickelson’s collapse at Winged Foot, but short-changed his stunning victory at age 50 in the 2021 PGA Championship. That chapter is a mere six pages.

The book is a breezy read, weighing in at just 239 pages. You know how you go to a movie you really wanted to see and you leave wishing they had cut out at least 45 minutes (I’m looking at you, latest James Bond flick)? Well, Shipnuck’s Phil bio is the opposite. He easily could’ve written another 50, 75, dare I say 100 more pages and readers surely would have eaten them up like cat nip. In short, we didn’t get our fill of Phil.

Who is Phil? Shipnuck presents both the good and bad and leaves it to the reader to decide where they come out in the end. Leave it to two of his longtime Tour breathren to describe him best: “People ask me what he’s like,” says Brian Gay, “and I say, ‘If you ask Phil Mickelson what time it is he’ll tell you how to build a watch.’ ”

And then there’s Stewart Cink: “There are so many stories, but they all have one thing in common: juice. Doesn’t matter what form the juice takes. Needling in the locker room is juice. Money games during practice rounds is juice. Trying to pull off crazy shots with a tournament on the line is definitely juice. Criticizing Tiger’s equipment when he’s on a historic run is a lot of things, but it’s also juice. Phil loves math and computations, and where that stuff meets juice is Vegas, so of course Phil loves it there. When you know you don’t have an advantage, but you still want to bet large amounts? That’s juice. Phil is an all-time juice guy.”

While the juiciest material already has been squeezed out and released in excerpts, this book has plenty of juice. I’m still not convinced Shipnuck got to the bottom of the parting of Phil and Bones after 25 years together, but at least Shipnuck called as he put it, “B.S.” and advanced the story. It’s a second-hand quote – as Bones didn’t participate directly in the book either – but this shot from Bones is telling nonetheless.

“Nobody knows Phil Mickelson. Nobody. I spent 25 years standing next to the guy and he’s still a total mystery to me.”

After all these years, Phil revealed too much of his inner thoughts when he phoned Shipnuck in November and spouted off about the Saudis, Jay Monahan and his true feelings about the inner workings of the PGA Tour. But as Shipnuck concludes, Phil is no stranger to controversy. “Somehow he always emerges with his vast fan base intact. Sports fans love a comeback and a redemption story. A more humble, more human, less cartoonish Mickelson figures to be more popular than ever. Come what may, he will survive, because he survives everything.”

What will Phil do next? The way he eventually handles the fall out of his inflammatory comments may shape his legacy in the game and reveal once and for all, who is Phil.

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In ‘Tiger & Phil,’ author Bob Harig chronicles an incredible era filled with ‘rivalry,’ disrespect and so many wins

Bob Harig was born at the right time to have a front-row seat for so much history between Tiger and Phil.

The saying “what a time to be alive” has become trite thanks to its overuse on social media, but when it comes to the era of Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson it just feels so apropos.

From his unprecedented three consecutive U.S. Junior and U.S. Amateur titles to 15 majors, winning a Masters by 12, a U.S. Open by 15, a British by eight, on one leg at Torrey and nearly 11 years later a fifth Masters after even he thought he was done, Tiger has been the greatest thrill ride in sports. Phil is the last amateur to win a PGA Tour title, went winless in his first 46 majors before sinking a birdie putt on 18 to win the Masters and celebrated with one of the defining white-men-can’t-jump efforts. He would win five more, including an unforgettable final-round performance at Muirfield to win the British and his age-defying out-of-nowhere triumph at the 2021 PGA Championship. But his defeats, especially at the U.S. Open, where he finished second six times, were equally if not more jaw-dropping and memorable.

Imagine having been a national golf writer during the era in between Jack Nicklaus and Phil and Tiger and your bar stories revolve around Andy North and Scott Simpson winning U.S. Opens or Sandy Lyle and Ian Woosnam at the Masters? Great golfers all but nothing like witnessing a Tiger Slam or a 50-year-old seemingly with little left in the tank win a major. Or the dominance of 683 weeks at World No. 1 and making a never-to-be-broken 142 straight cuts on Tour. Bob Harig, who has covered the golf scene for the St. Petersburg Times, ESPN and now Sports Illustrated/Morning Read, was born at the right time and had a front-row seat for so much history. The result is “Tiger & Phil,” a 368-page romp printed by St. Martin’s Press.

Let’s start with the sub-title: “Golf’s most fascinating rivalry.” Hogan and Nelson and Palmer and Nicklaus fans may tend to disagree, and it does lend itself to claims of recency bias, but Harig is the first to admit that many will look at his premise and go … what rivalry?

“Whether they were truly rivals – or even friends – might be debated on barstools until closing time and beyond,” Harig writes.

After all, Tiger rattled off eight majors before Phil got his first. Tiger was 25 when he won his sixth major, completing the Tiger Slam at the 2001 Masters, half the age of Mickelson when he claimed his sixth. Phil’s current tally is equal to Nick Faldo and Lee Trevino, but Tiger can always drop the fact that in a span of 11 majors, he won seven through the 2002 U.S Open.

Phil never won a PGA Tour money list, never was voted PGA Tour Player of the Year, never ascended to the No. 1 ranking. Harig points out that Mickelson spent eight different periods at World No. 2 for a total of 270 weeks – all with Tiger at the top spot. Not much of a rivalry in its traditional sense.

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Grouped together, their head-to-head mark was much closer with Tiger holding a 19-15-4 edge and taking 2,653 strokes compared to Phil’s 2,678 – that’s just a 25-strokes difference over 38 rounds. (Quick digression: what a missed opportunity that they played that few times in the same group.)

When Mickelson captured the Masters in 2006, the duo traded green jackets just as Palmer and Nicklaus did from 1962 to 1965, and Tiger and Phil combined to win six of the eight major championships played in 2005-06. Another sign of their long and successful run: the 2019 British Open marked the first time in 83 major championships in which they both competed that both players missed the 36-hole cut. Debate all you want whether the one-sided nature of Tiger’s dominance qualifies theirs as a rivalry, but fascinating it most certainly was. For much of their careers, you were a Phil fan or a Tiger fan but rarely both. Harig depicts all the twists and turns in their relationship.

“For a long time, Tiger saw Phil as an underachiever,” he writes, “a player not getting the most out of his immense talent, one unworthy of his respect.”

One of the most telling anecdotes from their frosty early stages is provided courtesy of Fred Funk, who recalls how Tiger let out a scream in scoring after falling short of winning the 2002 PGA Championship at Hazeltine. But rather than disappointment, Tiger expressed some twisted joy in being bested by a journeyman pro.

“Rich Beem one, Phil Mickelson zero,” he exclaimed, noting the current major count on the scoreboard.

Harig is at his best when bringing some of Tiger’s greatest hits to life – I especially enjoyed the chapter entitled “Torrey Pines,” and the 2008 U.S. Open, which is ever more mind-boggling when Harig reminds readers that Tiger won nine of 12 tournaments and had two seconds and a fifth during a time he did not have a fully functioning ACL, and played at Torrey with two stress fractures in his tibia, the main source of his pain.

This quote from Tiger’s right-hand man Rob McNamara on 2008 at Torrey also sounded as if it could be Tiger’s school of thinking with his current rehab from injuries sustained in his single-car accident in February 2021: “Once he realized he couldn’t hurt himself anymore, that it was simply an issue of pain, he decided he could manage the pain.”

While the Tiger Slam is only two decades gone, it still is enjoyable to relive and Harig delivers a thorough recount. The book is packed with details such as Tiger paying for a dinner the week of his professional debut at the 1996 Greater Milwaukee Open with a gift certificate and needing to borrow $100 from Butch Harmon to pay the entry fee, and I liked this one, too, of the Tiger Tree at the Naval Golf Course in California where Tiger grew up, a tall elm on the sixth hole that stood more than 300 yards from the tee. Tiger hit it as a teenager, which was significant because his dad said he’d be ready for tournaments once he got his tee shots to roll past it.

A couple of my favorite stories regarding Phil: It was big news when Phil and Tiger played a practice round at the 2018 Masters, but I hadn’t realized that it had been 20 years since they’d done so, dating to the 1998 Los Angeles Open when Phil took a victory lap by photocopying the five hundred-dollar bills he’d won from Tiger and sticking them with a note in Tiger’s locker that read: “Just wanted you to know Benji and his friends are very happy in their new home.” Tiger had a long memory.

And Phil taking Sean O’Hair under his wing at the 2009 Presidents Cup after O’Hair specifically asked not to be paired with him – for reasons that included their different golf balls. Phil found out, agreed to use O’Hair’s ball and lifted him to victory in the team competition. Classic Phil.

Harig spoke to most of the important figures in the careers of Tiger and Phil and there are keen insights into how majors were won such as Steve Williams’ key read at the 1999 PGA at Medinah and Jim “Bones” Mackay talking Phil into a pitching wedge rather than the 9-iron he preferred, believing a hard, aggressive swing with less club would produce the spin needed to get the ball close. Phil stuffed it within inches for a critical birdie. Bones also discloses his biggest regret: his read of Phil’s 6-foot birdie putt at 17 at the 1999 U.S Open at Pinehurst.

In detailing Phil’s collapse at the 2006 U.S. Open, Harig observes that Phil had lost to Payne Stewart punching out and rescuing par to beat him in 1999 at the U.S. Open and David Toms doing exactly the same thing, wedging onto the final green at the 2001 PGA, then holing the par putt to deny Phil another major. So why did Phil choose to go for the hero shot at 18 at the 2006 U.S. Open?

“It seems Phil could have done the exact same thing at Winged Foot,” Harig writes.

If you’re looking for more salacious details from either of their personal lives, you won’t find it here and that’s OK. My biggest gripe with the book is Harig could’ve done more digging into some of the hot-button issues of their careers. He doesn’t gloss over some of their lowlights but he doesn’t add anything new to the conversation (and that includes the golf-centric sensitive subjects such as parting with caddies and coaches). I really liked the few interludes where Harig opted to go first-person, and I only wish he provided more instances because he was one of the few reporters Tiger felt comfortable enough to talk to on- and off-the-record beyond his press conferences (of which Harig notes some 1,700 transcripts between 1996 and 2020 exist on the web).

What a time to be alive and what a time to chronicle in a book that was just waiting for someone to tell it.

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