My Little Adventure with the Whole John Daly Cigar Thing
So, you hear it all the time, right? “The John Daly cigar.” Everyone’s wondering what magic stick that fella smokes, like it’s the secret to his golf game or something. I got curious myself, not gonna lie.
First off, I did a bit of digging. Tried to find out, you know, what’s the brand? Is there one special cigar he always has? Turns out, not really. From what I could gather, the man just enjoys a smoke. Seems like he’s not too fussy about the label. If it lights, he’s probably had it in his mouth at some point on the fairway. It’s more about the image, the whole John Daly persona.
This got me thinking, and well, I decided to try and get a feel for it myself. Not the exact cigar, ’cause like I said, that’s a wild goose chase. But the experience. I had this idea, see. Head down to my local course, a pretty average spot, and you know, channel a bit of that Long John cool. Grabbed a cigar – nothing fancy, mind you, just something I picked up – and thought, “This is it. Gonna be relaxed, powerful, the whole nine yards.”
Well, let me tell you, it wasn’t quite like watching him on TV.
- First problem: lighting the darn thing. A little breeze and you’re fumbling around like an idiot. Not very suave.
- Then, actually playing golf. Where do you put the cigar when you swing? In your mouth? It falls out or you get a mouthful of ash. On the cart? It goes out, or rolls off. I was more worried about the cigar than my next shot.
- And the other players. They weren’t looking at me thinking, “Wow, what a legend.” More like, “What’s this guy doing?” Got a few funny stares, that’s for sure. Felt more like a bit of a clown than a cool cat.
My game that day? Total disaster. I was hacking it around, coughing, and the cigar kept needing attention. It was a real lesson. That effortless cool Daly has while smoking and playing? That’s his thing. He’s probably been doing it for ages.
So, when people ask me about the “John Daly cigar” now, I just kind of chuckle. It’s not about a specific brand you can buy to suddenly make you a cool, hard-hitting golfer. It’s about John Daly. He’s one of a kind. For the rest of us, trying to puff a stogie while searching for your ball in the rough might just end up being more trouble than it’s worth.
My advice? If you enjoy a cigar, great. Enjoy it. But thinking it’s some kind of performance enhancer or a shortcut to being a golf legend like Daly… well, I learned that day it’s mostly just a good way to get ash on your shirt and mess up your scorecard. Stick to working on your swing, probably a better investment. That’s what my little experiment taught me, anyway.
