As you may or may not have heard, the 1974 US Open was known as the "Massacre at Winged Foot." It will be special watching this one with my father as he played in that US Open, and even submitted a couple of quotes to authors regarding the experience. Here's a quote I found from one website:
Bruce Ashworth, U.S. Open alternate who now lives in Las Vegas: I took Sam Snead’s place. I didn’t find out I was in until five o’clock Wednesday night. I was in Las Vegas at my brother’s ranch helping bale some hay, then got on a plane at seven o’clock that evening and landed in New York around 3 a.m. I got to the course for a 10 o’clock tee time on virtually no sleep.
It was the longest course I had played in my life [6,961 yards, 31 yards longer than the yardage for the U.S. Open at Winged Foot 15 years later]. There were four par 4s I couldn’t reach. The first hole put me in a state of shock. Somehow I drove it down the middle and hit a 4-iron approach in the left fringe. I hit a nice little chip that caught the top of the hole and lipped out. I thought, ‘Well, I’ve got a 3-footer for par.’ I put the wedge back in my bag, pulled out my putter and looked up. No ball. It was off the front of the green, 60 feet away. Then I made a fool of myself and left the 60-footer 30 feet short.
He also told me on that Thursday night, a reporter caught him on the way to the driving range after a brutal round. The reporter asked "Trying to put in alot of practice for tomorrow?" My dad replied "I don't need practice - I need a miracle."