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Adam Schupak

Jim Nantz tells a whopper of a story about Sean Connery #RIP

As one of the leading voices in all of sports, Jim Nantz has a seemingly endless reservoir of stories in the memory bank. That includes a whopper of a story about actor Sean Connery, who died in his sleep at age 90, according to his family, on October 31.

Speaking in August 2018 to a roomful of attendees at a dinner for The Langley, the Northern California PGA Foundation’s premier charity fundraising event, Nantz launched into a story of his first time covering the AT&T Pebble Beach Pro-Am. First, he set the scene, transporting the audience to January 1986, when Nantz, then 26, was told by his boss, the legendary CBS executive producer Frank Chirkinian, that he’s had at least one too many glasses of wine and needed Nantz to sub for him at Cypress Point in the morning.

That’s how Nantz arrived at the first tee and introduced himself to the club’s PGA head professional, Jim Langley, for whom the dinner is named.

“He put an arm around my shoulder and said, ‘You’re next up on the tee and oh, by the way, you’re playing with Sean Connery,’ ” Nantz recounted during his acceptance of the Langley Award. 

Sean Connery during the Laureus Golf Challenge at the Monte Carlo Golf Club at Mont Agel in Monaco on May 13, 2002. (Photo by Pascal Le Segretain/?Laureus/Getty Images)

Heady stuff being paired with the actor best known for portraying British spy James Bond in several movies. Indeed, Nantz is a big enough Bond fan that if you tapped 007 at the front gate to his home, you might have some success, he confided to the audience. After the round, Connery needed a ride back to The Lodge at Pebble Beach and Nantz was more than happy to oblige. But as Connery slid into the back seat of the rental, Nantz failed to notice that Connery’s left leg still hung on the pavement. He slammed the door and heard a blood-curdling scream. Nantz had shoved the door right on the tender spot between the ankle and the shin. Blood seeped through Connery’s partially-torn trousers.

“I had done something Blofeld and Odd Job had failed to do. I had bloodied Bond,” Nantz said, pausing with the perfect timing of a comic as the audience busted a collective gut. “I apologized up and down. I thought I had lost a lunch invitation. We had grilled calamari. I didn’t even know what that was at the time, but it sounded interesting. At the end of the day, he said, you must come over and play my club. If you ever find yourself in Costa del Sol, I live in Marbella. You will be my guest at Valderrama. How do I find you? I wondered. I’m in the phone book. Under Connery, Sean, he saidTrue story. Not embellished even a bit.”
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