A poetic look at the career of Jack Nicklaus
The greatest golfer of all time
Father and Son were very close
Which helped young Jack to make the most
He and Barb have always been one.
In a world where marriage often come undone.
He began his career as Ohio Fats
But after weight watchers was slim as a bat
He quickly established himself as a force
Winning the open on the King's course
As amateurs he and Phil
Would indulge in tenderloins at the Augusta National Grill
From Mr. Deane he received important tips
Which helped quite well in future events
The expertise of Mr. Grout
Was always within a shout
His powerful drives flew out of sight
Leaving the pack in great delight
Criticism of his slow play was abundantly steady
But he explained. I will play no shot until I am absolutely ready
His tournament prep was to be amazed
It left the remaining field ablaze
Course management was a major key
With results that usually ended in glee
His secret to the pressure putt for the benefit of all
Was to watch the blade and not the ball
His innovations were many
And are emulated by plenty
They said charisma he did not possess
But he could joke with the crowd as well as the press
His major wins were anything but brief
While the golf world watched in awe and disbelief
In a game that is now measured in top ten's
His voume of seconds would make your head spin
Although his wins were great and spacious
It was his losses where he was remarkably gracious
At Cherry Hills the Hawk said "that kid"
Will be the greatest golfer who ever lived
The prophesy was gloriously fulfilled
At the 86 Masters on the 72nd hill
Never has the game reached such a height
With such power, concentration and might
Two plus eighteen majors is an incredible feat
It is a record that may never be beat
But when all is said and done
It is his family not golf that is number one
And this is as it should be the rule remains the same
The family is eternal and golf is just a game
