The Rise and Fall of Ramrod Ramsey

"Today the rooster, tomorrow the feather duster" is a saying that comes to mind when you reflect on the career of Ramrod Ramsey.

In just two years he has fallen from the pinnacle of golf, a duel Mongrel Masters Champion, to the cesspit of ignominy, with his disqualification in the 1996 Masters. In this expose, we talk to Ramrod and reveal the agony and ecstasy of his rise and fall and discover a man who is philosophical about his plight.

The name Ramrod Ramsey was synonymous with the Mongrel Masters. After capturing his second consecutive title in 1994 it was thought that a new era in golf had been born. Ramrod’s swing and temperament for the Masters was far superior to the others on the Tour. Ramrod was first and daylight was second, and no one looked like arresting his grip from the blue tweed.

That was until he fell in love with a former model and glamour puss, Karen. From that moment on, the "ice man" started to melt and within twelve months had turned into a "slurpee".

Very few know that Ramrod sacrificed his relationship to defend his title at the 1995 Masters. Sunken and forlorn Ramrod explained his predicament.

" We were going through a rough patch over Christmas and my fiancé wanted me to pull out of the Masters. As soon as she made the ultimatum of ‘ its either the Masters or me’, my choice was made easy. It was quite obvious that after all our time together that she did not understand me, nor how important a part of my life the Mongrel Masters was. So I packed my bags and left her in Queensland and played the next day in the Masters."

"Given the same situation, I would choose the Masters every time."

" I don’t think our wives and girlfriends really understand the significance of the Mongrel Masters in our lives" continued Ramsey

"The Mongrel Masters is not just a golf tournament, its an event that reaches into the core of your soul and strangles it."

"It is a form of ritual that arouses and releases the tribal and primitive urges within all of us."

"Its our last bastion where it is ok to be a bloke, and drink and swear. A counter to the daily confusion we are confronted with by being an Australian male post women's liberation and the merging of roles that this has created" added the philosophical Ramrod.

So with this type of shit spinning around in Ramrod’s head was it any wonder that at the 1995 & 1996 Mongrel Masters he totally lost it?

No!

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