Respect. A guy who was a true struggler until the century meridian point of his life, DQ did conquer finally his personal fight with alcoholism. Along the way, too, he overcame the sense that he wasn’t worthy of playing with the best. As Dana said in a “Golf Digest” interview, during the three years he played the big tour he would purposely not hit range balls next to someone like Tom Weiskopf for fear of what someone in the crowd would think of his workman-like swing next to the future golf architect’s more classic arc.
Uniqueness. Maybe a reason Dana succeeded in his bottle battle is rooted within a huge chunk of his attractiveness as an individual. Amidst the benign but bland sea of corporate-sponsored Champions Tour links-men, DQ stands out like the sight of John McCain at an internet café. Nattily-attired always, our role model has a definite partiality to utilize accents with the kind of more strongly hued colors one might find during a stroll down Miami’s South Beach. On top of such – and like most outstanding men – our Mr. Quigley has a trademark – his ‘Indian’. Although not the only Champions Tour player to savor a cigar during his round, a tasty Romeo y Julieta Reserva Real No. 2 Belicoso stays with him, as I have seen, all round save the initial hole. In his stylish get-up, it is the perfect accompaniment to a man obviously at ease with his world. Only the accomplished Senor Jimenez of the European tour is his rival in combination of sartorial style & stick swagger, but I don’t believe Miguel Angel plays tournament rounds while also indulging his passion.
Innovative. His highest iron carried (by personal observation) being a '7' as of 2008’s Hickory Classic, Dana walks his talk of using hybrids to tackle today’s game. Presently four Adams Boxers - a 21 deg., two 22 deg. (bent, per Caddie Chris, to be DQ's 4 & 5 irons) and a 24 deg. - await pin-seeking glory in his Allianz-enscribed bag. In past interviews DQ has challenged readers as to why they still carry 3,4 or 5 irons? One of his best quotes is that today’s player – liberally using hybrids - should “hit all their clubs high except their short irons & wedges”. It’s a great statement – both in phrasing and, after pondering, course strategy.
Gentlemanliness. I have heard that a then still-amateur Johnny Miller approached his idol, Ben Hogan, at the U.S. Open once while ‘the Hawk’ was dining al fresco. A very young Miller, nervous, drew-up to the ever-reclusive Bantam Ben, cited his current standing as low amateur in the tourney and stated his deep regard for Mr. Hogan’s record. Without pausing at least to acknowledge his presence much less offer any words of encouragement, apparently the Lone Star State's Mr. Personality dismissed the future blonde Hall of Famer with a curt, “Kid, can’t you see I’m eating my soup?”.
If you’re a man closer to the great beyond than your high school prom (not to be morbid, of course) and want to think of someone who has some attributes which you could borrow with pride, spend some time via the internet – or better yet in person – getting to know Dana Quigley. You'll thank me, I promise (and, no, I'm not related).