MAYBE YOU were
watching on TV, Saturday evening, when everything went haywire on the South
course at Torrey Pines. In the last act the One Who Controls All Ratings went
bomb, bogey, par, par, swish, bomb. The U.S. Open had turned into the Masters,
the bleachers were shaking, the Nielsen ratings were spiking and in a dank
trailer in the television compound on the gorgeous top of the Torrey Pines
cliffs, Dick Ebersol, the chairman of NBC Sports—a sophisticate, a businessman,
a sports fan—was raising his arms and yelping.
Ebersol, one of his employees was not hyperventilating, and that made all the
difference. Following Tiger Woods for NBC was Roger Maltbie, the former Tour
player and veteran announcer who was juggling his NBC microphone, a tuna salad
sandwich and a yardage book, all while calming down overserved fans chanting
Ra-ja, Ra-ja, Ra-ja. Maltbie, known in the NBC broadcast trailer as the Course
Whisperer, his voice deepened by many years of Marlboro Lights, responded to
Woods's trio of magic tricks with barely perceptible head nods and murmured
words, his white mustache brushing up against the orangey-red foam cover of his
At the very moment
that Tiger, spent and sore, was coming out of the scorer's room, the other man
of the hour, everyman Rocco Mediate, was playing the final hole. This scenario
presented the NBC producers with the kind of problem they live for. Their goal,
especially on Saturday and Sunday of a major or a Ryder Cup or a Presidents
Cup, is to show as much live TV as possible. Play won't stop for an interview,
but an interview, at least in theory, can wait for play. Maltbie's job was to
stall Woods. He put an arm around Tiger's shoulder—for starters, very few
people are allowed to make physical contact with His Golfing Highness—dropped
his mike to his hip and, with a mellowness induced by many good nights spent
with the better California reds, said, "Let me tell ya, I've seen you do
some s---, but that was something else."
Woods laughed out
loud and said, "Yeah, it was pretty good, wasn't it?"
And then Maltbie
gave Tiger the lay of the land, TV-style: He explained that they were waiting
on Rocco on 18, and that afterward they would go live to Rog and Tiger and that
he would be asking Tiger about his eagles on 13 and 18 and his chip-in birdie
on 17, and that he'd wrap things up with a question about his knee. Tiger gave
a tired nod. He was in. He was with Rog, with whom he's done scores of
interviews going back to his amateur days. Woods waited around for two
minutes—an eternity—the red light went on and Maltbie went right into his
questions, concluding with a two-parter about Woods's knee.
"Is it getting
worse day by day?" Tiger said, repeating Maltbie's Part II word for word.
"Yes, it is."
There was the hint
of a pause, just long enough for Maltbie to realize that he wasn't going to get
a single word more out of Tiger on the subject. He did that quick
spin-to-the-camera move used by generations of Action News reporters on various
local 11 o'clock news programs and said, "Dan, back to you!" (Maltbie
uses an exclamation mark about once a year.) Anchor Dan Hicks, in the NBC booth
on 18, picked it up from there, and Maltbie and Woods both cracked up. In the
rumble of their laughter you could feel the pressure and tension of playing in
the U.S. Open, and working in live TV. For anybody watching the exchange up
close—Tiger's agent, Mark Steinberg, and Craig Smith, a USGA media official,
among others—it was mesmerizing.
Later that evening
Maltbie and some other NBCers—Hicks, Jimmy Roberts, Bob Costas, network
communications executive Brian Walker—met up, in staggered shifts, at an
old-school San Diego steak house, Donovan's, conveniently located by their
Marriott hotel. Maltbie still had on his NBC golf shirt and his
industrial-strength khakis, while Roberts, an interviewer and essayist, was in
his workday coat and tie. The conversation went from Maltbie's son's high
school graduation on Friday to the broadcasting legacy left by Jim McKay to
Barack Obama's VP pick to Tiger's ability to let his legend grow. Every few
minutes you'd hear two names commonly attached to eight-year-old pitching
prospects, Tommy this and Johnny that. They, of course, didn't need to add the
surnames: Tommy Roy, 49, the executive producer for golf at NBC, and Johnny
Miller, 61, the lead golf analyst.
steak house dinner is a tradition for the NBC crew, often with Roy and
sometimes with Dottie Pepper—the kid sister in what they all refer to, with a
wink, as the dysfunctional NBC golfing family. It's a tight group, without the
macho posturing that was so common in the three-for-the-bar CBS era of Pat
Summerall, Ken Venturi and Frank Chirkinian, from the mid-1970s to the early
'90s. When Roberts announced that he was coming out of a golf slump and that
his handicap was again south of 10, Maltbie, who won the first Memorial
tournament in 1976, responded with a fist bump. Roy was staying late at the
compound, trying to come up with a game plan in case Woods, in the finale,
"went Big Brown," he told people. Miller was ... nobody had any idea.
He does his own thing.
about two dozen golf events a year—women's and men's, amateur and
professional—and there are many weeks when the NBC people don't know where
Miller, independently owned and operated, is staying. Nobody sweats it.
Miller's always early, always prepared, and his savantlike gifts for calling
golf shots will not quit. To the TV-watching public, Miller is the voice of
golf for NBC. (Woods is its face and Maltbie its soul.) But what viewers don't
realize is that what we see are the shots that Tommy Roy wants us to see. How
did Tiger and Phil get along during their Thursday and Friday rounds together?
Roy could decide to show you a shot of Woods giving Mickelson an all-business
handshake or a shot of them walking down a fairway together all smiley or, as
Roy did, both. He shapes our opinions, hugely. For the 30 live hours of Roy's
telecast last week (18 hours on Thursday and Friday, allocated between NBC and
ESPN; 12 more hours on NBC on Saturday and Sunday) you'd be hard-pressed to
name a more influential person in all of golf. Because he's a golfer (the son
of a club pro, a 5 handicapper who lives near the PGA Tour headquarters in
Ponte Vedra Beach, Fla.), "his broadcast is from a golfer's
perspective," says Sandy Tatum, the USGA executive who orchestrated the
organization's rights switch from ABC to NBC in 1995.