Rain will win the 2015 Colonial, and should be awarded that hideous plaid jacket.
The rain that this region has been clamoring for years has finally arrived to the point that the area lakes that once lacked water are now closed because many have too much water. The downpours have turned a great portion of Colonial’s greenery into mud pits, and the bad weather has kept the crowds to modest numbers.
Whom to blame? You can go with the Almighty. Instead, at least when it comes to Saturday at Colonial, go with the weather forecasters that unknowingly destroy our lives every single day.
The forecast for Saturday in Fort Worth was so bad the PGA’s event organizers decided to have threesomes start early with the idea that everyone would be done before the hellish rain. Indeed, the final trio that included leaders Kevin Na and Ian Poulter finished right about 2 p.m. Normally, the last pair on a Saturday is done around 5:30 p.m.-ish.
Not long after Na and Poulter exchanged a handshake to complete their round on the 18th hole, the skies began to open and by 3:30 p.m. the sun was out. On Saturday, there was some rain but nothing like the flood that was projected that would kill us all.
The compacted schedule left patrons headed home early when, normally, a great majority lounge around at various tents on the course suppressing their sadness with beer and booze. According to Star-Telegram’s golf guru Jimmy Burch, Sunday’s schedule will be the same as the one used on Saturday.
This weather will dramatically affect the ‘15 tournament, from lost revenue to a drop in TV ratings.
This is what drives me insane about weather forecasters - we all stupidly hang on their guesses to plan our schedules, and when they are wrong their excuse is, “Hey - weather changes.” A forecast is fairly accurate for about the next 48 hours, and after that the percentages of accuracy decrease dramatically.
On Saturday I spoke with a crew that operates a concession stand near the 16th hole how their business has been affected. They all agreed they had never seen a Saturday so sparse. There were no lines. There was no wait. For a Saturday at Colonial, it looked liked a Thursday, when attendance is normally at its lowest for a PGA event.
Weathermen and weather women routinely ignore the line that Peter Parker came to embrace as Spider-Man, “With great power comes great responsibility.” There is no crew in the media any more self important than a sports columnist, but the weatherman is fighting for first place.
Weather forecasts need to come with disclaimers such as, “This may be right”, “Accurate nearly 25 percent of the time, although there is only a 10 percent chance of that”, or “Who knows?” Instead, these people cut into our favorite TV shows to tell us how best to prepare for the coming death, and then fiercely project that we need to “bundle up”, “pack an umbrella”, or simply “never again leave the house” to avoid the weather.
Then they put a terrorizing title behind it such as “Weather Horror 2015” or “5 Ways to Avoid Being Killed by Tonight’s Possible Tornado.” Then they show us a map that is covered in green and red - proof that “weather” is on its way to take us from this planet.
And then - nothing. All of this preparing and panic for zero. At this point, I would think weather forecasters need to buy malpractice insurance. In our litigious society, I want to be able to sue the weatherman.
It’s not their fault the rain came, but they routinely play a part in the panic and over-preparing.
That being said, I have to check the forecast to see what my Monday is going to be like.
Mac Engel, 817-390-7760