Golf is an old man's game. On the masculinity scale, it ranks between bridge and writing letters to the editor of Readers Digest.
But Tiger Woods just sank a putt on the 18th green of the US open to force a sudden-death playoff. That sounds like Mary Poppins entertainment, but the amazing thing about Tiger is that he doesn't enjoy the game of golf. He only likes to win.
And the cool thing about golf sudden death is that it takes *hours*. He's a golf Stalin.
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"So I said, hey, Mr. Lama, how about a little something, you know, for the effort...."
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