At the start of his junior year, in the fall of '92, Brian and Kimberly met in the Gainesville airport. He was en route to a tournament; she had recently graduated from Florida State and was working a desk job for Bristol-Meyers Squibb. ("Don't you dare put that in there or everybody will know I'm older than he is," she pleads.) After a little flirting they went their separate ways but wound up rendezvousing a few weeks later at a Florida-Georgia football game. "She asked me out," says Brian. "She may try to deny it, but it's true."
Despite the difference in the volume of their personalities, they had plenty in common, as Kimberly had grown up 50 miles from Fort Rucker, in Chipley, Fla., a Panhandle town so tiny "we didn't get a McDonald's until my senior year in high school," she says. Kimberly knew nothing about golf, but once she and Brian began dating, she educated herself by secretly watching tournament telecasts and taking playing lessons on the sly. Their marital life would be defined by golf from the beginning in 1996 they became engaged the night before the first round of the U.S. Open, Brian's PGA Tour debut. Kimberly threw all of her considerable energy into being a supportive spouse. "If I had stayed in the business world, I feel like by now I could be running a major corporation," she says with enough conviction that there is no point in doubting her. "But this is the life we chose, and we were in it together."
Brian quickly discovered that his stellar college credentials meant nothing in the cutthroat pro game, and he struggled to find his way. What exactly was the problem? "Second stage of Q school," he says with a wince. His annual struggles there he would fail five times led to an extended tour of golf's minor leagues, including cameos on the Sunshine Players, Golden Bear, Emerald Coast, Gulf Coast, Gary Player, Tommy Armour, Hooters, Asian and Nationwide tours. What allowed Brian to keep going was his belief in his own talent (fortified by his nine wins on four mini-tours), his bride's rah-rah enthusiasm and, most of all, a deep-pocketed sponsor in Robert Shaw, a carpet magnate who had been impressed by Gay while hosting him during a long-ago junior event. Shaw staked the Gays with $50,000 in the early years. "We paid it all back eventually," Kimberly says with pride. She also took a series of jobs to help cover expenses and is not too proud to admit to having once cleaned a house for money. "We did what we had to do to get by," Kimberly says. For one year, when her husband was on the Nationwide tour, and then during Brian's rookie year on the PGA Tour in 1999, she worked for Darrell Survey, an equipment monitoring company, which explains how she seems to know every player, caddie, wife, reporter and hanger-on in the golf world.
After struggling as a rookie and having to return to Q school, Brian began to settle in on Tour as a very short hitter who got by with one of the purest putting strokes in the game. Gay soldiered through nearly every tournament he could get into, never playing fewer than 31 events a season. After a poor '03, he made another gut-wrenching trip to Q school, surviving it once again. Having won so much as an amateur and on the mini-tours, Gay grew accustomed to annually having to toil just to keep his job on Tour.
And yet Kimberly never stopped believing in her husband. At one point she called Amanda Leonard, whose hubby was at the time working with celebrity swing instructor Butch Harmon. Says Amanda, "I guess Brian was struggling a little bit, and Kimberly was hoping Butch would work with him. She was calling to ask if Justin could put in a good word for Brian, because Butch is such a busy guy. I was really struck that Kimberly would reach out like that. That's not an easy call to make. It's humbling. But that's Kimberly she believes so much in Brian, and she will fight for him."
"Butch said no, he didn't want to work with Brian, but that was O.K.," says Kimberly, picking up the story. "We're used to being told no. No you can't play in this tournament. No you can't have a logo on your shirt. There have always been so many nos, but Brian just keeps going."
His on-course disappointments were leavened by a happy home life, as the Gays welcomed daughter Makinley in 2000. Another little sweetheart, Brantley, arrived in '04. The girls have traveled to almost every tournament, thanks to a flexible curriculum at a specialized school and their parents' can-do attitude, though Kimberly is candid that she and Brian have often fretted about the cost of having the whole family travel to more than two-dozen events a year. "We still don't believe in room service," says Kimberly. In fact the Gays have always been acutely aware of the gulf between the Tour's haves and have-mores. Seven weeks before Hilton Head, Kimberly was in her husband's gallery at the Mayakoba Classic when talk turned to a player who had recently bought a new airplane. That happens often enough on Tour, but this time the player in question owns exactly one career victory and last fall had to go to Q school to save his job. "Does everyone on Tour have more money than us?" Kimberly wondered aloud.
Having young children on the road presents myriad challenges; if you need a scouting report on hospitals in Fort Worth or Reno or Los Angeles, ask the Gays. But they also work hard to make the road trips fun-filled adventures for the kids. "They're an impressive family," says Amanda Leonard. "They're always at the tournament parties, and every time you see them they always seem so happy. They have found a great balance out here, which is not easy to do. I find them inspiring, and I know a lot of the other wives do too."
Explaining the family's wearying travel schedule, Kimberly says with a Dolly Partonesque giggle, "You know what Brian and I really like each other. We actually like being together, which I know isn't the case with every husband and wife. It's also very important that the children know their father and not feel resentment. And I don't want Brian to be torn between playing golf and being with his family. Some people, I think they get tired and frustrated with this life and they give up. Whatever the challenges, we have embraced it."
Brian's career trajectory began to change in December 2005, with a family trip to Park City, Utah. He didn't want to try skiing for the first time, fearing he would get hurt. Kimberly talked him into it, naturally, and on the his final day on the slopes Brian wiped out and a ski pole slammed into his ribs, giving him a deep, painful bruise. Unable to swing a club, he spent the ensuing three weeks moping around their house in Florida. (After a long stretch in Palm Beach Gardens, the Gays have lived in the Orlando area since '99.) "He was so depressed," says Kimberly. "Seriously. I felt sooo guilty."
