Eagle Eye- Terrible movie, even laughable at times. It's also amazing how cheap writing and directing can make a good actor seem very second rate.
Bobby Jones "Stroke of Genius"- Not a bad movie. Just a simple true story of an incredible golfer of the 1920's. He's the only man to ever win the grand slam of golf and immediately after this feet, he retired, to honor his wife and family.
In the movie, they quote Rudyard Kipling who wrote a poem about the characteristics of being a man of integrity. From what I understand this portion of the poem is above center court at Wimbledon.
" If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;"
When I heard this from the movie I thought it would be worth looking up. Very clever and insightful. Here is the rest of the poem for your enjoyment.
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
But make allowance for their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream--and not make dreams your master,
If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much,
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
--Rudyard Kipling
I figured I'd leave you with a few shots of me, The Will, golfing. Peace!
Where I begin. Check out the guns.
Where I end up.
Begging the ball to go in the hole and looking awkward.
