dived into the cup
Personifying the golf ball
dived into the cup
Personifying the golf ball
you could scorch it
Set it on fire, meaning that he played extremely well
Hayes plays golf in hiding, pulling a brimmed hat down over his shy, almost terrifyingly modest, expressions
Not literally, but this expresses how this is an introverted man
He settled for 66
"Settled"... hyperbole, because this is an amazing score
Surrounded by a mere 900 million members of the press
This has to be hyperbole
flag like an arrow in the ribs of the bear.
T: Golf shot V: Arrow G: It sticks hard and firm
evil chip shot
I like how Jenkins continues to personify the golf shots that the men are taking; words like "evil" and "bothersome" give life to the game.
Watson had just stabbed Nicklaus through the front of his yellow sweater
This statement both paints the picture of the scene, displaying Nicklaus' yellow sweater, and symbolize the dagger that Watson is able to sink.
Nicklaus' shabby, horrid and humiliating 66
Highly hyperbolic statement, considering that a 66 is a score most golfers could only dream of.
greatest player who ever wore a slipover shirt
Could this qualify as metonymy? It is substituting an associated thing with the game of golf.
Look at Buddy Dike, number 38
Whoa!!! The interactive aspect of this article is awesome!
Ever see so many guys look so alone?
This feels like it's turning into a conversation, which I like. It's as if the author is beside me with an arm around my shoulder pointing things out
aybe it was like this for you, too, back when you played
Is it ok to assume your audience like this? Or, because this is in a sports magazine, can we presume that the readers primarily have played organized sports at some point?
Told you nobody would bat an eye
Just a sprinkle of humor for the folks watching at home
ou heard me right: Come in. No, you won’t disturb a soul in this locker room. They’re all lost in that place most folks go maybe once or twice in a lifetime, when their mamas or daddies die or their children are born, a place they don’t go nearly as often as they should. Trust me, these boys will never know you’re here. All right, maybe that fellow in white will notice, the one looking your way, but Willard McClung would be the last to make a peep.
It took reading more of the piece to understand this, but this is the author inviting us into the picture, the locker room. I don't think I've ever seen this tactic, but it has a strong effect.
god’s
Why is this not capitalized?
Who am I? And, Is that going to be enough?
The essential question in sports, arguably in life
anything in their forearms or their fingers or their feet
Alliteration
a fellow from Syracuse by the name of Jim Brown
"A fellow from Syracuse"... classic understatement
What I’m inviting you into
He's hooking the reader with a literal invitation