I truly enjoyed Chris Baldwin’s response to the laundry list of people that dry heave at every word of his putrid dribble. In fact, he managed to waste readers’ time by filling his entire post with rebuttal — no more. But because my hypocrisy knows no bounds, I’m about to do the same. As usual, Baldwin swung and missed. It is yet another chapter in his apparently unending saga of only reading and responding to what he wants to see, rather than what’s actually there. Yet again, I say, Tiger may very well end his career as the best player ever, and I ... full post »

Tiger is not back – please. I don’t want to hear it. Yes, Tiger won another major; he’s halfway to Jack. He fought back from first round woes to do it. But so what? The old Tiger is not back. Beginning the round with a three-shot lead, the Tiger of old – the Tiger Slam Tiger – appeared to surface, with birdies on the first two holes. But from that point in, the old Tiger disappeared and the lukewarm Tiger of new took over. (I must admit, “lukewarm” is indeed an odd way to describe any Masters winner, but given Tiger’s past ... full post »

First off, to appease my fellow blogger, this will not be about a certain lefty, who, as Baldwin’s first poster stated, is not actually left-handed, but learned to play golf that way mirroring his dad’s swing. In fact, the only connection this has with Lefty lies in the fact that it is a mere annoyance involving the tournament he just won. Watching the coverage of both January’s Bob Hope Chrysler Classic and last weekend’s Pebble Beach Pro/Am, I truly realized how much I don’t care about how well celebrities can play golf. I just don’t care. And the coverage was nauseating. ... full post »

I spent last weekend at the Bob Hope Chrysler Classic, and lefty–as far as the media was concerned–was pretty much nowhere to be found. As a lefty and a rabid Phil fan since I was about 6 years old, I will be the first to defend the now Masters champ, but last week’s inaccessibility holds no excuses, at least as far as I know. While other players gladly granted press conferences in the first rounds of the five-round jaunt, talking to Mickelson proved as hard as watching David Duval hack it around to a 10-over-par 82 in the first round (one ... full post »

Upon reading Kiel’s recent blog on his lack of usual winter blues, it sent me back to my days in a winter climate. Growing up in Minnesota addicted to golf – as many of us up there are – I remember spending many cold November days pounding tees into the ground in the effort to secure as many holes under our belt as possible before the snow came. I can recall one round in high school played in the beginning of December during one of those “warm” winters in which the snow held off until about just before Christmas. I ... full post »

I just wanted to be the first to congratulate my fellow lefty. I’ve been watching Philly Dog since I was about 8. I’ve lived and died with every one of his Major appearances (mostly died until this year). Watching him tear around Kauai at the Grand Slam of Golf to a blistering 59 helped me realize that a new Phil has arrived. Many thought that a new Philly was here after this year’s Masters, but we saw a little more of the same – albeit slightly better than normal – in this season’s final three Majors. Now ... full post »

Here’s my solution: Boot ’em for good. Artest, Jackson and O’Neal should be ousted from the league for good. Their actions last week – simply put – exhibited such a supreme lack of class, an overwhelming prevalence of blatant stupidity and absolutely no semblance of self-control that I would be content to never see them step onto an NBA court ever again. The real issue has nothing to do with what went on between players on the court. Tempers flare on the court all the time. It happens. That’s part of what intense sport is all about. ... full post »

Steve Williams, blow it out your self-important New Zealander ass. I met this guy this summer and asked him a simple question. He spewed a response with a false sense of superiority and patronization so substantial it almost knocked me over. The mundane question was neither ill-informed nor of ill-will. It truly was a simple, unconsequential question. But not to ol’ Stevey, the most famous bagboy in the world. His unprovoked rudeness navigated past his buck teeth without pause. I’m a pacifist, but he made me want to take off my golf spike and hit him ... full post »

What’s your handicap? Double digits? Then listen for a second. Every equipment company perpetually spends nauseating amounts of money to convince you that their brand is much better than the competition. Here’s the scoop: It’s not. It’s all the same. Everyone is trying to do the same things with pretty much the same materials. Titleist, Taylor Made, Callaway, Cobra, Cleveland, Adams, Ping and even Nike. They make all the same stuff. Yes, there are differences in materials and club design, but these qualify as little more than glorified gimmicks, at best. ... full post »

Yes, another post on the Series. I apologize. I can’t speak for anyone else, but this is my last. I promise. Just read on. So the Red Sox finally won. Well done. I was sincerely cheering for the Fenway crew. I wanted to see it happen, mostly because the moment had been saturated by hype since the ALCS – if not before – and I am relieved to see an end to it. However, I am tired of this Curse talk. It’s done. It’s over. There was no Curse. ... full post »

So what’s the deal with airplane food? Oh, no. I jest. I actually enjoy those tiny, cellophane-blanketed sandwiches donning the mystery meat, melted cheese and soggy buns. But I am asking: What’s the deal with the big checks on the PGA Tour? We’ve all seen Happy Gilmour and his collection of oversized checks filling his backseat (or is it his trunk? I said I’ve seen it. I never said I’ve seen it lately.) What’s the deal with these things and why do we continue to give them out? Where is this oversized bank that cashes them? Do supple Amazonian women smirk ... full post »