Bridge Road Warriors 2014 #1

 «It’s a wise man who understands that every day is a new beginning, because boy, how many mistakes do you make in one day?» – Mel Gibson

 

 

For decades Bermuda has been my home for at least eight days a year. My attendance at the annual [ilink url=»http://www.bermudaregional.com/»]Bermuda Regional[/ilink] held there has been a given for so long, that I am only asked who my team will be this year.

 We stay at the Pompano Beach Club, a magnificent family run property that was first introduced to me by the New England Champion Margie Sullivan. The kitchen is spectacular and the hotel is lovely. The facility provides a highly welcome respite from the normal tournament grind.

Bermuda is in a class by itself, though it was not always so, for other tournaments had the formal attire and prize giving in the past. In many ways, Bermuda is a return to the style of tournaments from yesteryear, though to be fair, Bermuda never lost that charm. Our team dresses the part, wearing our finery during the four formal evenings – I love the way my wife looks in her evening gown – enjoying the camaraderie of fellow lovers of our game as we all pay respect to the events of the week. For this reason, I return year after year – and will continue to do so for as long as I can travel.

 It is a storied tournament – last year my team won a trophy that was first captured by Helen Sobel, Charles Goren and the Solomons – with a proud history of great players, personalities and characters.