I’m on vacation this week. Some of these posts may be a bit short, but they were written to give you something to read while I’m traveling as well as to continue on our ongoing themes:

I’m not a golfing fan and I don’t have a television, but that didn’t stop me from following (mostly, as usual, via Twitter) Tom Watson‘s effort to turn back the clock and become the oldest winner of a major Professional Golf Association event in history.

And he only ended up a very makeable putt short.

Watson going toe to toe with the world’s best golfers–many decades younger than he–and lead late into the last day of the event was even more exhilarating than watching Jimmy Connors all those years ago in his last big run in the U.S. Open tennis tournament.

Those of us who have reached middle age way too soon and unexpectedly would just love one more day in the sun. All we really want is one more shot.

Watson may not have won this tournament, but he won something far more important–the imaginations of millions of people who want the kind of ride for themselves he just took.

It might seem only like a consolation prize, but becoming a hero might be more important than winning a major golf tournament. For today and the rest of time, you are my hero, Tom Watson.