Saw just a little bit of the US Women's Open yesterday and had seen the headlines about Paula Creamer making a strong run toward her first major title. But she has, um, choked in the past. And I am not a huge fan of Creamer anyway (way too much pink!) so I opted to get to my softball game on time and miss her winning putt on 18.
I do admire her comeback from injury and playing with a thumb that is only at 60 percent (how do people figure these things out anyway?) and the way she kept her cool in the last round. Still--she wears all that pink and seems a little too sickly sweet.
But I imagine the LPGA must just be nearly orgasmic with Creamer's win. A white woman wins a major and it's the US Open. (That's two majors in a row; Cristie Kerr won the LPGA Championships last month.) She speaks fluent English, looks very heterosexual, and has that pretty and winning thing going for her (versus someone like Natalie Gulbis). I mean just look at the head shots of her from the Open yesterday. I was struck as I saw the cameras focus on her as she walked or waited to tee off by the very pink (yes, I have said that already) polo shirt, the US flag pin on the color, and the jeweled cross hanging around her neck. How very all-American girl.
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I have a hard time with Creamer, too, for the same reasons (actually, it's the LPGA that really makes me sick), but yesterday, I felt really great for her. She'd had to limit her practice swings, and she was in obvious pain at the 12th hole. Having been told, only four months ago, that her career might be over, her performance at the Open was amazing. Choi was chasing her most of the way, and instead of choking, Creamer just brought it on. It's a great sports story, regardless of how we might feel about the LPGA's glee.
This watching golf thing has sneaked up on during the past year or so, and I don't know where it came from!
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