John Daly and His Caddy: How Peter Van Der Riet Became a Golf Legend's Right-Hand Man

Well, let me tell ya somethin’ about that John Daly fella and his caddy. Now, this ol’ boy, John Daly, he ain’t just any golfer. Nah, he’s one of them big names in the game, been around for ages. Born back in 1966, I reckon, and still out there swingin’ that golf club like he’s in his prime. He can smack that ball way out yonder, you wouldn’t believe it. Back in the day, when he was at his best, I heard he could hit it a good 400 yards, far as a cow can run in a day! Nowadays, he still gets it out there between 280 and 310 yards. That’s a lotta yardage for a guy who’s been around a while, don’t ya think?

Now, let’s talk about his caddy, ol’ Peter Van Der Riet. This man, he’s been by Daly’s side for nearly twenty years! That’s a long time, don’t ya reckon? Almost as long as the corn grows tall in the fields! Now, I’ve heard tell that at one point, John fired Peter during a rain delay at the PODS Championship, but, well, I guess he figured out that a good caddy is hard to come by, and he brought him back. Can’t say I blame him, though—Peter’s been a steady hand, helpin’ John with all them clubs and directions out on the course.

You know, when you think about it, a caddy’s job ain’t easy. It’s like they’re the backbone of the golfer, making sure everything’s just right. Now, ol’ John’s had his ups and downs, like when he pulled out of the Open Championship ‘cause of a thumb problem. Yep, it wasn’t even his first time withdrawin’ from one of them big tournaments. And yet, through it all, Peter’s stuck with him, helped him through thick and thin. Ain’t that somethin’ to admire? I’d say that’s a friendship right there, through good times and bad.

But it ain’t just about the golf ball and the caddy. John Daly, he’s been a bit of a character in the world of golf. Some folks say he lives a wild life, enjoys himself, maybe too much sometimes. But hey, who am I to judge? He’s been playin’ this game longer than most of us have been walkin’ around! And now, even though his golf career’s been up and down, he’s passin’ the torch on to his son. Yep, I hear John wants his boy to take over and follow in his footsteps. Gotta say, it’s nice to see a dad wantin’ his kid to carry on the family legacy, don’t it just warm your heart?

Now, about that PGA Championship that’s got everyone talkin’… Well, I’ll tell ya, John Daly’s caddy’s been catchin’ some attention too, what with all the fans watchin’. Seems like they’ve become just as much of a part of the story as Daly himself. People seem to love seein’ the caddy out there, maybe for more than just the golf, but for the camaraderie and the long years they’ve spent together. I reckon that’s part of the beauty of golf, isn’t it? It’s about more than just the game—it’s about relationships, trust, and stickin’ by each other through thick and thin.

So, what’s the takeaway from all this? Well, if ya ask me, John Daly and his caddy, Peter, are a bit like a pair of old boots. They’ve been worn in, been through a lot, but they still work just fine together. Whether they’re hittin’ it long off the tee or just shufflin’ through life, they’ve got a bond that keeps them goin’. And that’s somethin’ special, no matter how you look at it.