MD The Legend of Bagger Vance

From: Platt Holden (pholden@sc.rr.com)
Date: Sun Jul 17 2005 - 16:48:52 BST

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    Hi All,

    Over the course of the years many books have been recommended to MD'ers.
    Now I'd like to put in my recommendation, a work of fiction entitled, "The
    Legend of Bagger Vance" by Steven Pressfield.

    Some may recall a movie of the same name which, while based on the book,
    failed to capture the sheer magic of the author's writing and the depth of
    philosophy he expounds. In years of reading I haven't found a better book
    in terms of writing skill coupled with humor and wisdom.

    Ostensibly the book is about golf. It describes a fictional golf match
    between legends Bobby Jones and Walter Hagen, joined by a local golfer
    named Junah and his mysterious caddy, Bagger Vance. But, it's not
    necessary to play golf or know a great deal about the game to enjoy the
    book because it delves at length into matters relevant to anyone with the
    slightest interest in philosophy, especially Eastern philosophy.

    I'm enthusiastic about the book for many reasons such as some of those
    cited above. But, here's an excerpt that ought to perk up the ears of
    anyone who is MOQ-minded: The words are spoken by an observer who, as a
    young boy, witnessed the golf match and who in the middle of the match was
    given by Bagger Vance a glimpse of "The Field" as it really exists but is
    not ordinarily seen.

    "It seemed, watching Hagen as he stood over the ball, as if the process
    did not consist merely of his selecting from an infinitude of possible
    swings and possible resulting shots, but that the swing and the shot, of
    their own intelligence, were beckoning to him. A very specific swing and a
    very specific shot.

    "The best shot.

    "Have you seen an eagle soar? Or watched a shark glide through the water?
    Don't you sense observing them that each bank of the wing, each trim
    adjustment of a fin, is its most optimum, its most excellent, the best and
    finest selection from an infinitude of possibilities? Don't they, the
    animals, seem closer to God than we? Don't they seem automatically tuned
    to His will, guided flawlessly by instinct?

    "Have you ever stood over a putt and seen the line laid out so clearly as
    if it were drawn in chalk on the green? This was something like that.

    "The optimum, calling to you.

    "Excellence crying to be brought forth.

    "This is the best description I can put on it."

    I need not point out the connections here to the MOQ. I was especially
    struck by the idea that we just don't respond to DQ if alert, but that DQ
    "calls" to us to respond (like DQ calling to Anthony and now to Dave).

    From time to time I hope to present other excerpts from the book to learn
    from those more familiar than me with Eastern philosophy if the author's
    portrayal of that philosophy is reasonably on target.

    Best,
    Platt

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