Alright, alright, let’s talk about this fella, Harry Higgs and his, whatchamacallit, face. I ain’t no fancy writer or nothin’, just gonna tell it like it is, you know?
So, this Harry Higgs, seems like he’s always up to somethin’. I hear tell he likes to show off his belly, liftin’ up his shirt and all. He was at that Phoenix Open, the one with all the folks screamin’ and hollerin’, and bam! Belly out! Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s right or wrong, but folks sure do talk about it. Seems like this face of his, it’s always got a smile, or maybe a frown, dependin’ on how that little white ball decides to fly. That’s golf for ya, drives ya crazy sometimes.
This boy, Harry, he likes to have him some “fun,” so they say. Went all the way over to that Australia place for a golf game, the PGA Championship they called it. Imagine that, flyin’ all that way just to whack a ball around. But I guess if you’re good at it, and folks are payin’ ya, why not? Still, seems like a long way to go for a bit of fun, but to each their own I say. His face must’ve been somethin’ seein’ all them new sights. Maybe a little surprised, maybe a little happy, who knows. Faces tell ya a lot, if you know how to look.
Now, I heard tell he gets a bit riled up sometimes too. This golf game, it ain’t always easy, you see. Heard he took that golf stick of his, the one they call a 4-iron, and whacked it on the ground, hard! Must’ve been real frustrated. He was playin’ with some other fellas, Harold somethin’ and Robby, and he banged fists with them fellas. Even banged fists with the caddies, the fellas who carry them heavy bags. So, his face went from happy-go-lucky to mad as a hornet real quick, I reckon. Then he picked somethin’ up, maybe his ball, maybe a tee, who knows. The point is, this fella, he wears his heart on his sleeve, or maybe right there on his face.
- Harry Higgs likes fun.
- Harry Higgs gets mad sometimes.
- Harry Higgs shows his belly.
Heard he even wears them special sunglasses, the kind that help ya see when the sun’s beatin’ down. Prescription Sunglasses they call ‘em. Guess that face of his needs protectin’ from them rays, just like the rest of us, though maybe he’s out in the sun more than most, chasin’ that little white ball around. They even say he’s a “PGA Tour Pro,” whatever that means. Sounds fancy though. And a “2x Korn Ferry Tour Champion.” Guess he’s pretty good at this golfin’ thing. Must’ve been smilin’ wide when he won them championships. His face must have been all over the place.
So, what’s the deal with Harry Higgs’ face? Well, it’s just a face, ain’t it? But it’s a face that tells a story. A story of fun, frustration, maybe a little bit of showin’ off, but mostly just a fella tryin’ to hit a little ball into a little hole. And whether he’s grinnin’ like a possum or frownin’ like a thundercloud, that face of his, it’s part of the game. It’s what makes him, him. And I reckon that’s all there is to it. Nothin’ more, nothin’ less.
People like watchin’ him, I guess. They like seein’ if he’s gonna be happy or sad, if he’s gonna show that belly of his, or if he’s gonna slam that golf stick on the ground. It’s all part of the show, and Harry Higgs, with that face of his, he’s the star of it, at least in his own little world of golf. So next time you see him on that TV box, take a look at his face. It’ll tell you everything you need to know. Whether he’s up, down, or somewhere in between, that Harry Higgs, he’s got a face you won’t soon forget.
This golfin’ world, it’s a funny thing. Folks get all worked up over a little ball and a stick. But I guess it’s more than that, ain’t it? It’s about competition, about tryin’ your best, about havin’ some fun along the way. And Harry Higgs, with that face of his, he’s a reminder of all that. He reminds us that it’s okay to get mad, it’s okay to be happy, and it’s okay to show your belly every now and then. So, here’s to Harry Higgs and his face, whatever face that may be on any given day. He seems like a good enough fella, even if he does get a little riled up sometimes.
