Start a story with, “John Daly…” and you’ll most certainly have everyone’s attention. 

Maybe it’s the outrageous golf outfits, or perhaps people connect with his physique and penchant for ripping heaters and crushing Coors on the course. Maybe you ran into JD while he had his RV parked at the Hooters down the street from Augusta National one year (and maybe he signed a body part?). 

Whatever the circumstances, legions of golf fans worship Daly like a modern living god that represents the everyman on Tour. Since he crashed the PGA at Crooked Stick in ‘91 and walked away a winner, the golf world has been enamored with the enigma of John Daly. 

However, there’s a piece to that 1991 PGA Championship story that many don’t know and many others just need reminding of from time to time.

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