A Sense of Huber

SOMEWHERE AT SEA -- The gift was wrapped in anonymous brown paper and closed at the ends with yellow duct tape.
A Sense of Huber: Course, Interrupted
I am a dues-paying member of the Atlanta Athletic Club, have been for the last 28 years, will be until they kick me out for parking in the handicap zone or smuggling my own sandwiches.
1 Jul 2011 - 12:13am - 0 Comments
A Sense of Huber: My Father's Day Gift Tradition
It has always been the most difficult gift to buy. You can get your mother flowers and chocolate. You can get your wife jewelry. You can get your kids pet goats.
10 Jun 2011 - 1:20am - 0 Comments
A Sense of Huber: The No. 1 question in golf
It is astonishing how the simple act of setting foot on a golf course can change a human being, like slipping into another world for four hours. On this side, quiet and contemplative, on that side, raging and incoherent to the point of becoming hilarious.
2 Jun 2011 - 10:46pm - 0 Comments
A Sense of Huber: Leading by Serving
The church was just beginning to fill when the deeply-tanned stranger in the navy golf shirt, jeans, and sandals slipped quietly into the second row on the left.
26 May 2011 - 11:52pm - 1 Comments
A Sense of Huber: The man in my ear
It was a Monday in August of 1991 and Indianapolis was boiling as Donna Caponi and I walked the fairways of Crooked Stick Golf Club.
20 May 2011 - 10:53am - 0 Comments
Four Days In July: An excerpt
Neil Oxman is far from your ordinary tour caddie and so you would not expect him to share a tiny room in a house on the back road to Turnberry during Open week. It is not that he wouldn't, for he has considered himself a caddie first these last 35 years and that's what caddies do.
10 May 2011 - 9:29pm - 0 Comments
A Sense of Huber: A book is born
It's often been said that writing a book is the male version of giving birth. If that's the case, I had triplets this week…without anesthesia.
10 May 2011 - 9:02pm - 0 Comments
A Sense of Huber: How good is good?
It is always a fleeting thought, no matter how solid the reality underneath. It might not come watching Tiger Woods shoot 63. It might not even come watching Jack Nicklaus shoot 73. But surely it does come. Heck, I think even I could do that.
3 May 2011 - 10:44pm - 1 Comments
A Sense of Huber: What defines talent? celebrity?
There are a few words in the English language that have always embarrassed me a bit, especially when directed my way.
26 Apr 2011 - 10:42pm - 0 Comments
A Sense of Huber: Media Relations
We have, in the last two weeks, learned a great deal about the common humanity of our men on tour. And in every instance, that knowledge grew from a kind of self-inflicted disaster that would have had the rest of us turning the air blue with rage.
19 Apr 2011 - 11:57pm - 2 Comments
A Sense of Huber: Asking a bit more from Tiger Woods
We should judge solely on performance, for that is what we have asked of the man. Give me a 66 on Friday and a 67 on Sunday. Get in the hunt. Generate some excitement. Chase down the leaders and make himself relevant again. That's all we ask, right?
12 Apr 2011 - 11:27pm - 3 Comments
A Sense of Huber: Masters edition
AUGUSTA - This is a week to mingle with ghosts. There in the rush of yellow pollen. There midst the swaying loblolly pines, 'tween the fiery azalea and the dazzling dogwood. There under the massive oak and beside the gentle brook. They are there, just waiting.
5 Apr 2011 - 1:53pm - 5 Comments
A Sense of Huber: A Welcome and Introduction
This is the first of what I hope will be years of chats 'tween thee and me, a chance for us to talk golf and not necessarily only the professional variety. 
29 Mar 2011 - 4:11pm - 3 Comments