Date Written: May 26, 2008
Call him by his rightful name, "Houdini" Mickelson. Lefty, "chained" to a wayward drive, deep in the trees, pulls the proverbial live rabbit out of his hat with a wedge shot on the 72nd hole to deny Rod Pampling and Tim Clark a chance at a playoff. Pool players, Jimbo Brady, Mikey P. and Louie/Margaret must have been on the edge of their couch, licking their collective chops, when they saw his second shot dilemma. Then they were left on the carpet...totally deflated by Lefty's luck/pluck. By the bye, six of us got zilch with Verplunk's MC on a course suited to his game. Drat!Thank god for TIVO. There were some difficult choices to make on the bulb Sunday. The Clayton Kershaw Era finally arrived at Dodger Stadium, the Lakers were playing the dreaded Spurs, and, of course, the golf. It took me well into Monday to finally view all the outcomes. And...I had to play eighteen holes too at Sun Valley. To paraphrase Hemingway, "Life is full." I can only add, "When's dinner ready Honey?"
Seven "Perry's" and six "O'Hair's at "Jack's" Memorial this week. No Tiger. Apparently not enough rehab yet on the ailing knee. If he decides that he's not one hundred per cent before the US Open, there will be twelve of us who will be pissed.
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