Clearing up a common misconception
Spring is not here and it did not begin on March 20th- I don’t care what people are telling you. It doesn’t officially begin until Masters Week, which would be the week of April 7-12. There’s actually a slow transition throughout the week from Winter to Spring culminating on Sunday afternoon when Tiger Woods puts a smack down on the rest of the field to win his 5th green jacket.
I can’t wait for Spring to finally arrive. Oh joy!
March 26th, 2008 at 8:28 pm
I realize there is great pleasure in playing golf…. but watching it on TV? ZZZZZzzzzz….. get some sun.
March 26th, 2008 at 8:58 pm
This is not your typical golf tournament. This is the Masters at Augusta National. There is nothing more dramatic than watching the back nine of the final round of a golf major; especially this one. I don’t watch much TV, but I never miss the final round of a major… I would much rather watch this than the Super Bowl or the World Series, unless of course the Cubs were involved.
The funny thing is, I have missed many Masters tournaments because it was the first nice day of the year and I went out to play golf… in the sun….
March 27th, 2008 at 12:08 am
[...] but can’t, I look around and sure enough, someone makes a remarkable statement. Thanks to Peoria Illinoisian for realizing the joy of the Masters Golf tournament. He’s right that it’s probably one of the greatest moments in sports. He’s also [...]
March 27th, 2008 at 12:25 am
Yes, the finest Tournament in the Land, but you can’t be a Member of the Club if you have a vagina or ancestors from Africa. For shame, PI. For shame.
March 27th, 2008 at 5:16 am
I just spluttered corn flakes all over my laptop. Sex talk and genealogy so early in the morning!
Bet they wouldn’t take me either even though I don’t have the female thing or any degree of blackness … but I am old, fat, partially deaf and can’t play golf. Also I’m poor and rarely wear socks and don’t own a tie. So there are degrees of prejudice. Oh … and I don’t like broccoli or anybody named Bush. I did hit a golf ball with a lawn mower once though. Well actually the mower blade hit it … I didn’t, like, swing the mower literally. It IS too early, I shouldn’t be typing. I’ve always wondered where that golf ball went tho!
March 27th, 2008 at 12:14 pm
Holy crap, I don’t even remember typing that last night. I was freakin’ wasted!