At Lakewood Country Club in Dallas, the fairways are long and narrow, the traps are cunning and deep, the greens are tricky and mean. In short, Lakewood is a fair enough test of golf to have been the scene of a number of major tournaments and to provide the weekend golfer who breaks a hundred with sufficient spring to his step and joy in his heart to last until the following Saturday.
Which is all the more reason why a hush suddenly falls over Lakewood's clubhouse when a lanky, loose-jointed youngster enters.
It's not just the fact that Lee Jordan, at 18, is almost six feet, two inches tall, weighs only one hundred and forty pounds—and still can belt that little ball down the middle and far away.
Or that he shoots Lakewood consistently in the middle 70s.
Lee Jordan does it with a putter.
From tee to tee, from trap to trap, he uses nothing but a putter.
Lee's drives average 200 to 220 yards. His fairway shots are long and true, his chipping is adequate and his putting (clearly a redundance) is superb. Obviously, a lad of these talents has no need to load himself down with needless bric-a-brac or hire a caddy. While the rest of his foursome debates whether to hack with a three-iron or a four-wood, Lee stands by with his entire assortment of weapons—his putter—balanced lightly on his shoulder.
Before the Jordan family moved to Dallas from Kansas City about three months ago, Lee explains, he tried a round of one-club golf as a gag, shot in the middle 80s and has been improving ever since.
"The driving and the putting are no sweat," he says modestly, "but sometimes I have trouble gauging my chip shots."
That's what he calls it. Trouble.