A Personal Tribute To Bob Rosburg
Bob, it really pisses me off that you got such a short retirement. I knew when you left your on-course announcing position with ABC Sports Golf you were not the kind of guy who would enjoy retirement but, jeez Bob. What did you have to go and die for?
I knew Bob Rosburg well just by being a TV Golf Spotter on numerous occasions where ABC Sports was following the PGA or LPGA Tour. Ah, for the old days huh, Sal?
Bob was a crusty old curmudgeon to some but he had a soft spot in his heart for spotters, considered by most to be the lowest form of human being to be allowed in a TV compound, just ask Johnny K. about those early years with ABC Sports, Sal on the radio, giving us all hell in his own inimitable style. Rossi and Judy Rankin in the fairways, Mark Lumis and Jack Graham in the production trailer (yes Sal, I was wrong that day when you asked me for the order, and I forgive you for the stream of F bombs that you laid on me).
I remember a tournament in the desert once where, as a veteran spotter, I got the cush job of driving Rossi's golf cart. I soon discovered that man, you better hop to it or he would have your ass good. There were many horror stories of him dressing down a dipshit spotter that was chatting with the gallery instead of watching Rossi. But I made sure that I was like his shadow during the Nabisco Dinah Shore Tournament and as we rolled up to a fairway position that he liked he would then say, "Dickie boy, stay close and watch me." I will always remember that day Rossi, God bless you, I think that it was the first day in history that Rossi bought a spotter a drink at the end of 72 holes.
He was a cynical guy, loathe to answer questions from the gallery and he would say what he thought, he would walk up to a ball in the rough and say, "no way is he getting this ball on the green" more times than not he would be right but there were some who knocked it stiff from impossible lies. He would say, "well, that's golf."






