Byron Nelson is golf's greatest living legend. He is one of the finest golfers ever to pick up a putter, and the man who had the most magnificent year any golfer ever had--1945, when he won an incredible eighteen PGA tournaments, including eleven in a row, and finished second in seven others. How I Played the Game is the beautifully told tale, in his own words, of a man determined to be the best ever.
I was never really a fan of Byron Nelson or Ben Hogan, both long, long before my time. I am glad I read this book, I learned quite a lot about Nelson. He seems to be the "real thing." I was a long time member of HVCC in Durham, Nc so I was well aware of the 11 tournament win streak which HVCC was a part of. I read with great interest the stress and competitiveness with which he endured during the streak.
It is amazing that he was able to achieve all that he did over the course of his life, he retired from Major Golf as a 34 year-old. Good grief! I am sure he was everything he says he was, I know he was admired by everybody from Palmer, to Nicklaus, to Woods.
If you are looking for smut, smears, and tales out-of-school on the "rocking" 1940's, you will not find it here. This book is all about hard work, working hard, poverty, purity, and family and friends. In these days of debauchery a little goodness from yesteryear is not a bad thing.
My dad knew Nelson, so I met him as a child and saw him a number of times over the years. Maybe that's why the book didn't resonate with me much. It dragged in places, but that may be because I already knew much of his story.
While I love to play Golf, this autobiography was a very dry retelling of all the events of his career. I wanted to like this book, but I just couldn't get through it.