Stanford/St. Jude

Seek Help!

Date Written: June 11, 2007

What's the old expression....A picture's worth a thousand words? The story (for me) out of this weeks tournament was not golf, per se, but the embarrassment that is known as John Daly. The TV commentators couldn't wait on day one to tell us the latest chapter in Big John's life which occurred the night before. Our big, loveable, everyman, docile, Popeye-like character claimed in a press release that his wife tried to kill him as he slept at home...with a steak knife no less. Do you see any puncture wounds in this photo? If you stop and think about it, who do you think actually wins that fight...a man who weighs nearly 300 pounds or a wife who's less than half his size? All I see is evidence of face-scratching from a woman with long fingernails. My guess is she was trying to fend off an overbearing, dysfunctional drunk trying to get his way.

What does this photo tell us? His gaze is elsewhere. He appears to be sad. He's smoking. He has sold the space on his apparel to at least four, tacky corporate sponsors. He bites his nails. He wears heavy jewelry. He's unshaven and obviously overweight. It would be safe to say that Big John's in psychic trouble...AGAIN. Do you think it's possible that this man, on his own, can come to the realization that his "choices" are not serving him well and to SEEK HELP! My Ex, Gaylord, who knows something about addiction, offers that all addicts suffer like John Daly and their thinking goes something like this:

• Too much that seems like too little.
• Big ego hiding low self-esteem.
• Addicts are takers not givers.

Did you ever see, "Celebrity Deathmatch" which was a claymation parody television show that pits celebrities against each other in a wrestling ring, almost always ending in a gruesome death of the celebrity who lost the match? Wouldn't John and Sherry Daly (or Daly and O.J.) have made a great match? Look for the The Tour to call another extended "time-out" for Big John. To phrase it politely, The Tour will say that John's behavior does not present the image they want to project.

Perhaps we should start another pool to guess at the date that John tries (and fails) to commit suicide. I'm betting 2 months. Who cares about golf when such scandal fodder is present. Following the soap opera that is, "John Daly" is way too much fun. It's kinda like the headlines of the trashy newspapers at the checkout stand at the local market..."Brad Pitt Marries Squid" or Cher swearing that, "My Tits Are Real."

Oh, by the way......43 year old Woody Austin shoots 62 in the last round to win the Stanford/St. Jude golf tournament this past weekend.