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For 25 years Herbert Warren Wind chronicled the game of golf in his beloved essays for The New Yorker magazine. Collected here, in a newly reissued ... Show synopsis

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  • If you love golf . . . Sep 16, 2010
    by William S

    . . . then you should have a copy of this book on your shelves. You'll probably do what I do: take it down every year or so, and dip back into it.

    Herbert Warren Wind was the finest golf writer America has produced, or ever will produce, I'm sure, the nature of sports writing being what it is today. Wind was the guy who named it "Amen Corner." If you don't know where Amen Corner is, then you're not a real golfer.

    The beautiful thing about Wind's writing and his approach is that he always considered the course itself as one of the participants in any of the matches he describes. And of course, for a golfer, the look and feel and character of the course is of very great interest. For the shots that are hit are hit not in a vacuum, but on a certain hole of a certain course in certain weather conditions and under certain circumstances of a certain match, and all these elements play an important part in understanding what happened.

    This book is a collection of the finest of Wind's lovingly written pieces from the New Yorker, 27 chapters in all. Wind wasn't a sports writer, he was, first of all, a finer writer than Ring Lardner or Damon Runyon or A. J. Liebeling or probably anyone else you've ever read. And he loved golf as only someone who has played it all his life and is ready to play again in the morning loves it.

    Through Wind's essays, fortunately for us all, the past will never be lost. You'll have to excuse me now, I'm going to read once again "Nicklaus and Watson at Turnberry." What a match that was!

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