I like Phil Mickelson.
I was rooting for him to win the Masters yesterday. As I watched I noticed the pink ribbon on his hat raising breast cancer awareness. See, Mickelson's wife and his mother both have breast cancer. There were diagnosed 6 weeks apart last summer.
Phil's wife Amy made the trip with him to Georgia, but rested at their rented home for the first three days of the tournament. But on Sunday, as her husband grabbed control of the leader board, Amy was waiting just off the 18th green.
Poetically, Mickelson birdied the 18th hole, and after hugs and handshakes with the other player and caddies, Phil made his way to Amy. It was there in the extended hug, that Phil Mickelson cried.
Winning the Masters was one thing. Having Amy there to see it was something completely different.
In the book that I'm currently writing, I talk about how guys often grow up wanting to be a sports hero, but how important it is to be a hero at home too. As this year's Masters champion held his wife after his victory, the tear running down his cheek really put it all in perspective.
What we think is important pales in comparison to nurturing the relationship with your partner. Whatever you do, please - keep the proper perspective.
Stay in touch -
Mark
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