Last night on GC, I caught a little of their special on Lee Trevino. Naturally, they had to have another Mexican-American gush about him. So Esteban Toledo, a fringe tour player from the '90's (who's a good story himself, being a former boxer) says of Trevino:
"he played for the love of the game."
I'm sorry, No. Like everybody else, Trevino played for the money. Which is perfectly fine, and needs no apology. Why must we pretend that somebody has a more noble motive for golf than making a comfortable living while escaping the drudgery of office work or giving lessons to ladies? It's ridiculous. It's as if nobody can think straight anymore. And the media people seem to love this stuff. How much better it would have been if Toledo could have said, "he got rich doing something he loved, and entertained people at the same time, and that's why America is so great"? Jeez.
"he played for the love of the game."
I'm sorry, No. Like everybody else, Trevino played for the money. Which is perfectly fine, and needs no apology. Why must we pretend that somebody has a more noble motive for golf than making a comfortable living while escaping the drudgery of office work or giving lessons to ladies? It's ridiculous. It's as if nobody can think straight anymore. And the media people seem to love this stuff. How much better it would have been if Toledo could have said, "he got rich doing something he loved, and entertained people at the same time, and that's why America is so great"? Jeez.