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DETROIT FREE PRESS
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020915
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Sunday, September 15, 2002
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METRO FINAL
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COM; CHOICES
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1E
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MITCH ALBOM FREE PRESS COLUMNIST
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Copyright (c) 2002, Detroit Free Press
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AUGUSTA FLAP COMES DOWN TO A GUY THING
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You can't just join Augusta National Golf Club. You must be asked. But you
can't ask to be asked. Or you'll never be asked.

There is no waiting list. There is no application process. You either get a
letter in the mail or you don't.

If you do, you can join for that year. If you don't, you're out, even if you
were a member last year. No one knows how you get chosen. No one knows how you
get dropped.

And no one explains.

This we know: Since Augusta opened 70 years ago, no woman has been asked to
join. But Lou Holtz has.

Lou Holtz is not a woman. Lou Holtz is the former Notre Dame football coach
who now helms the team at the University of South Carolina.

Lou likes to golf. He likes nice golf courses. So joining Augusta would
normally be a no-brainer.

Except that Holtz has worked most of his life for universities that celebrate
inclusion, universities that do not tolerate discrimination. In fact, the
schools where Lou has worked proudly wave the flag of Title IX, a law that
ensures female athletes get the same priority as male.

That's not how it works at Augusta.

Which means Lou has a little problem.



Hootie vs. Martha

Legally, Holtz is under no obligation to turn down the invitation -- just as,
legally, Augusta is under no obligation to admit a woman.

But the brouhaha over Augusta and the Masters and the struggle between its
chairman, Hootie Johnson, and a women's rights advocate, Martha Burk, to allow
even one female member is not about legality. It's about appearances. It's
about principles.

It's about the message you send.

When the world's best golfers come to Augusta every April, they are paying
homage to a club that stubbornly defends its right to exclude females.

And when a TV network covers the Masters and breathlessly whispers about the
"hallowed ground of Amen Corner," it, too, is celebrating an exclusionary
place.

And when a lifelong college coach like Lou Holtz joins Augusta, he is
essentially saying, "I may work for schools that stress equality, but when it
comes to my golf, I'll join a place that stresses separatism."

The point isn't legal.

The point is, maybe that's not the kind of image you want to project.



Doing the right thing

"I am honored and flattered to have been asked to join Augusta," Holtz said
last week. "It's a great course with great people."

Sure. What else can he say? Anything less, and they may take back his
invitation letter.

But if Holtz had any backbone, he would be saying this: "Much as I love golf,
as a college coach, and therefore, in a certain way, an instructor of young
minds, I shouldn't be joining a club that excludes people due to their gender.
They may have the right to do it. But the Ku Klux Klan has the right to
assemble. That doesn't mean I have to pull on a hood."

Of course, Holtz won't do that. He wants in. Hobnobbing with Augusta's
captains of industry will get him far better connections than hanging with the
unshaven civil rights group down in the student lounge.

But here's what makes me laugh about the whole Augusta controversy. When its
defenders scream "We have the right to have an all-men's club!," all you have
to do is take the conversation one line further.

OK. You have the right. Now. Why do you want an all-men's club?

"Because . . . uh . . . because . . . uh . . ."

Because what? Because you want to make bawdy jokes? Because you want to prance
around naked? Because girls ruin the fun?

The fact is, no one can come up with a single reason that doesn't sound stupid
or Neanderthal. If that's the kind of club you want to join, be my guest.

Personally, "stupid" and "Neanderthal" are words I can do without on my
calling card.

How about you, Lou?



Contact MITCH ALBOM at 313-223-4581 or  albom@freepress.com. "The Mitch Albom
Show" is 3-6 weekdays on WJR-AM (760).
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