Showing posts with label pga. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pga. Show all posts

Monday, February 23, 2009

Ezekiel 25:17

"And I will execute great vengeance upon them with furious rebukes; and they shall know that I am the LORD, when I shall lay my vengeance upon them."
(King James Version)

Here's hoping Tiger Woods gets a chance to tear Phil Mickelson a new one this week at the WGC-Accenture Match Play Championship.



After all the build-up _ all the World's No. 1's time away from the game, all the Jerry Clooney-like hype surrounding Leftie _ I'm aching for a weekend on the couch, and a "Say What Again" performance from Woods at Phil's expense.

(By the way, if anyone has that NC-17 version of Sam Jackson's Golf Channel intro for Tiger's return to play, please share. That (bleep's) priceless.)

The showdown could happen on Saturday, if Woods emerges victorious from the 16-man Jones Division field and if Phil makes his way through the Hogan quadrant of the Field of 64 bracket.

You just know the networks are salivating over Tiger's return; whether he winds up facing Phil, or lasting through the five-round tourney, or not.



The stakes are so great that Nike's golf web site made a fuss of alerting the media in detail about Tiger's wardrobe for the weekend.

Do you think too much is being made about Tiger's return to competitive play? Or are you as geeked about the great one's comeback from injury as WE are?

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Need A Job? The PGA's Hiring...

Some of the coolest cats I know are caddies...

And in this economy, as time goes by, their career choice seems more and more appealing.
Any man searching for honest work, or key opportunities, would relish the chance to walk with so-called "kings" of industry the way my boys Gato and Robert have on the regular at East Lake and the Piedmont Driving Club have.
Every hacker who combs the rough like I do for stray Titlelists and Bridgestones like I do to keep from buying them would relish something so simple as an unlimited supply of quality shag balls, if nothing else, as a perk of the job.
Nothing grabs my interest more on the PGA's official web site than the pronouncement that February's the main month to applying for jobs as golf course employees. What better workplace could someone like me want?
But it begs the question: would a white-collar professional in "transition" be truly gratified carrying someone else's bag?
If you're got an opinion, launch it here....

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Sunday, February 8, 2009

Tiger Woods, Wife Elin, Welcome Baby Boy

Suffice it to say, Tiger Woods is NOT shooting blanks...



All I could think upon stumbling upon the news Sunday that the world's greatest all-time golfer and his (let's just say it...) HOT WIFE, Elin, now have a baby son was, "Whew...glad I've already assembled most of the Tiger Woods Junior Golf set for my 5-year-old, Scottie, already".

Anything child-related attached to Woods henceforth, is bound to rise sharply in price. And the vareity of products could grow exponentially. Who wouldn't buy Tiger Diapers, Tiger Vitamins or even Tiger "Thermometers" if they hit store shelves tomorrow?

But another thought that comes quickly to mind is what a great strain of expectation that blessed child could endure throughout his life thanks to who happened to have sired him. No doubt, Tiger's been wise enough to consult the likes of Nicklaus and Jordan to learn how to help a son bear the unfathomable weight.

Swing away if you care to share thoughts on Tiger Woods and the phenomenon his baby son will surely become here...
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