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Oh my god. I made the list. I am no longer relegated to the third string. I am above Jennifer Mario. I can see Baldwin’s bottom, and it’s within reach. Christenson, Wolfrum, Shanks, Daily, watch out … I’m shooting for Balls Out!

Yes, it’s true. The once and future RonMon has been assigned a place of honor on the TG Bloggers masthead. There I am, all pasty-white faced (ghastly, you know, even for Buffalo), yellow-t-shirted, unshaven me. I need a new photo.

One thing I will never do is right non-golf material. I don’t know how Kiel can stomach the BCS, when there’s silly season golf to write about. He ignored all three Q-Schools to talk about Palmeiro, Congress, and football. What is this?

Best line of the week: When Creamer and Sorenstam couldn’t find an SI reporter, they then went to a tour official. Love it !!!!!!!!!!

Wolfrum gets his copy of The Morris Men before me? Didn’t know he could read. Good for you, lobo. I’ve got Zen Golf, Doctor Divot, and a few others, buddy. I am going to kick your literary derriere this winter when it comes to book reviews. As for curling up, I’ll leave that to my cats.

Balls Out? Not in December! While I dig the onion, give us something more, baby! Heck, I can link to someone else just to fill space. This is like Blogger Leaderboard light.

Blogger Leaderboard and a par six? That’s it? The best you can do? Who is Choco and why does it want to lay down? Who names golf courses, anyhow? Where are all the “Severed Ties CC,” “Smelting Ore G&CC,” “Dying Banjo GC,” and “CC of Withered Dreams"? Golf courses are simply too tame in the naming department. They are the prozac of copyright. I’m going to blog soon about the best-named courses the world around. Names that should make these wimpy courses blush in embarassment.

So that’s it. My rant for the day. I’m bringing it now and I’m bringing it hard. RonMon will set the bar.