Monthly Archives: April 2007

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Some­one needs to tell Faldo to give Lib­er­ace his tie back…

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Holy crap, B. Dredge, the dar­ling of Ire­land, is 11 over through 11 today, bogey­ing 5 straight out of the gate and drop­ping two dou­bles on 10 and 11. Surely, I could man­age some­thing close to that. Gives me some hope for the com­mon man.

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Sweet, Ian Baker Finch just put the kiss of death on Retief, say­ing he’s the man to beat over the final holes.  Really Finchy?  That prob­a­bly has noth­ing to do with the fact he’s cur­rently lead­ing, does it?  I can’t imag­ine why Vaughn Tay­lor isn’t the man to beat. I’m just hop­ing no one men­tions Zach

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I never thought I could bitch about lim­ited com­mer­cials (well, I can bitch about just about any­thing) but one of the issues with lim­ited com­mer­cials is that you see the same 7 com­mer­cials over and over for 5 hours.  I mean, I think Sam Elliott is as sexy as they come but really, I can

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I’m renam­ing Jim Nantz Cap­tain Obvi­ous for the pur­poses of this blog.  He says the most inane things possible.  Just shut up and let Faldo do your job, would you Captain?

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I’m sorry but Tiger just doesn’t look right this week.  He’s not hit­ting fair­ways, mak­ing stu­pid iron shots and only his excel­lence from 5 feet and in is keep­ing him in this thing.  Of course, that prob­a­bly means he’ll chip this in just to show me what a dumb ass I am.

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Goosen is –4 under today and in the lead, right?  But based on that last flash­back, it doesn’t look he’s been play­ing that amazing.  That birdie at 7 could have eas­ily been bogey or worse.  He can’t keep miss­ing fair­ways and win this thing.  Plus I didn’t take him at 28 to 1 to win

Masters 2007 Final Round Live Blog

Ok, so I missed the first hour and a half.  Really, since this is God’s tour­na­ment, you’d think He’d make some sort of deal with Augusta National to make sure the tour­ney doesn’t run on the same week­end His Son comes back.  Just saying…

Grace In the Morning Sun

Just not THIS morning’s sun.

The Tragedy of the War on Tomatoes (or Drugs)

So hav­ing a grow lamp, appear­ing “ner­vous” and pos­si­bly hav­ing an apart­ment with the scent of second-hand mar­i­juana smoke is now rea­son enough for police to burst in with guns drawn?  When the cops find toma­toes, isn’t that sign enough that the “War on Drugs” has gone on far too long with the only results