Hours upon hours spent watching pre-game shows, mundane performances, post-game highlights. Day after day we watch, mothers don't understand, girlfriends complain, wifes divorce. Yet still we watch. Why? To witness greatness. To see the impossible. Goosebumps and an uncontrollable pre-pubescent scream...only sports.
Figures, right after I complain about nothing to write about, here comes Tiger. I couldn't look away Saturday, Sunday or MONDAY!!! 91 holes boys and girls, and then to find out today he's having season ending reconstructive ACL surgery?! You have to be f'n kidding me. He won our national championship with a blown knee? Oh, btw, with 2 stress fractures in his tibia too.
Thanks for the show and get better Tiger...I'm sure you'll have the best care money (the networks, USGA and Nike) can pay for!
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