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LOGOS, LOGOS AND MORE LOGOS
This entry was posted on 8/9/2006 8:28 PM and is filed under uncategorized.
How much more logo
space can touring pros cash in on? Are corporate tattoos
next? I think it’s time for the commissioner to lay down the law:
“OK, from now on, all tour players will wear numbers -- BIG numbers --
just like they do in baseball, football, basketball and hockey.
No more logos, just numbers. If the fans in the gallery want to
know who you are they can check your number on the pairing sheet.
We have galleries filled with people who think Tiger’s last name is
Nike. They root for Ernie adidis.
“Ernie, from now on you’re number 17.
Sergio, you wear 37. Phil, you gamble a lot, so you’re
hyphenated, you’re 8-5. Jesper, zero. John Daly, based on your life, you’re 911.”
The whole logo thing has gotten out of
hand. There are emblems everywhere. Suppose Viagra or
Tampax wants to advertise on apparel? Um, no problem -- crotches
are the only blank spots. Hats, caps, visors, shirts, sweaters,
jackets, pants, skirts, shoes, sox, clubs, balls, bags, and umbrellas
are taken. They even put logos on the bottom of tour golf bags
(apparently, ants, grasshoppers and worms have become a target
demographic for advertisers).
As bad as it is, professional golfers lag far
behind NASCAR drivers in the logo category. Race car drivers cover
themselves from head to toe with trademarks. Have you watched a
winning driver change hats as he poses for a victory photo shoot?
The second he crosses the finish line, he skids to a stop, jumps on the
hood and starts running through a logo hat collection (while his slick
agent acts like Martin Scorsese directing an epic).
Corporations fork over serious money to be title
sponsor or presenting sponsor of golf tournaments. They pay
whatever it takes to get their names connected with an event.
That aggravates newspaper and magazine editors because they hate to
give away free publicity. It’s amusing how many print media
stories limit the sponsor’s identity to one mention in the opening
paragraph. Check it out, you’ll see.
Logos irritate television directors, too.
It pains them to show a cap or visor logo during a player
interview. The camera zooms in underneath the brim to avoid
giving away free publicity. Talk about a close-up -- Jim Furyk
can be discussing Stimpmeter speeds with Peter Kostis, while an ear,
nose and throat doctor, watching 3,000 miles away in his den, diagnoses
a sinus infection.
Speaking of logos, is there a ball manufacturer or a
publicity-hungry company that would be interested in supplying me with
logo golf balls? I’m available. The keys to successful
advertising are reach and frequency. That said, I’m your guy -- I
offer both. I lose balls everywhere -- in the woods, deep grass,
and surrounding property (reach). And I lose six or seven each
time I play -- upwards of a dozen if it’s a course with water
holes (frequency).
Attention, corporate marketing executives:
SPONSOR ME. I’ll give you maximum value for your
investment. And the future is bright. As I get older my
game gets
lousier. That translates into more lost balls -- more reach and
frequency for your buck. Am I a perfect fit for your five-year
marketing plan, or what?
My friend Dave, another inept golfer, is also
looking for a golf ball sponsor. Together, we can put a company
on the map -- he’s wild left, I’m wild right -- really wild
right. One time he found one of my golf balls in the rough at
Orange Tree Golf Resort,. I lost it when I was playing at the
Wigwam Resort, on the other side of town.
Act now, the offer is limited -- in dog years,
our combined age is 952. And, um we’d like to go first class with tour grade balls -- a gross, each, perhaps.
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