Peter Bills: Living proof that nothing is beyond us
An audience with Gary Player, as Peter Bills can testify, is sure to be a whirlwind of anecdote and opinion
T he man is simply phenomenal, irrepressible. I'm sitting deep in a plush, luxury armchair in the downstairs lounge of the Augusta clubhouse, quietly slipping into the land of nod. After all, a flight to New York, then a change for the journey down to Atlanta and a three-hour drive east to Augusta and a finish time on my body clock at 0330 the previous morning, is heavy stuff.
So I'm gently reclining, eyelids drooping, when a familiar voice reverberates around my brain. Gary Player has arrived for the interview.
Honestly, it is ridiculous. The man will be 75 this year, he's as lean and tanned as a Hollywood film star and, wait for it, he flew South Africa to North America yesterday, 16 hours non-stop. Already this morning, he has been in the gym and done 1,000 sit-ups.