I kid you not, Michael “Where’s Wie” Bamberger and Farrell Evans debate whether the loogie has a place on the golf course. If that is not the most humorous topic since, well, Bamberger interceded on behalf of Michelle Wie’s demise, I don’t know what is. What’s next for Bamberger, pissing in the woods? Burping on the tee? Farting in the fairway? Lord knows what he’ll find in the rough and hazards.

Fortunately for Bamberger, Evans takes an even more ludicrous take on the history of spitting. Don’t know if this is revisionist hocking, but he equates style and ethics with the gob. I kid you not, he denies women the pleasure of at least three vices. Nice of him to deny to women what was denied to many like him over the years.

Unless this is a farcical debate in the tradition of Hayden “Sidd” Finch (in which case, I admit, you got me), I cannot understand for a moment why either of these two writers would waste their time on the phlegm. Excuse me, I’m rolling a good one!

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