Chapter 8It was back to waiting. At leastI hadthe hologram and could amuse myself by playing the four major golftournaments. But my mind wasn’t on my golf, even though I wasplaying with Jack Nicklaus and Tiger Woods. The centuries sincetheyretired from the PGA produced no golfer who was better than thosetwo. Although Nicklaus’ record of eighteen major tournament winswas eclipsed a hundred and twenty years later by Brad Arndorff who,while a great golfer, wasn’t as great as Nicklaus. Woods, in hisprime, could get stuck in a fairway bunker in an impossible lie andstill knock the ball into a double axle and have it land on thegreenthree feet from the cup.
We were at Oakmont, which is still oneof the best golf courses on the pro tour. Needless to say, my twogolfing pals played the course much
