We lost a truly great one this week folks. And we also revealed a bad one. When I was a boy, my hero was Neil Armstrong. In fact, he still is to this day. Nothing, absolutely nothing...
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The Last, Mind-Boggling Hurrah
In case you’re not paying rapt attention, this is a week of endings folks. First, and probably biggest; the interminably long US...
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Corgies in Costumes…and Fortune Cookies
It’s been a busy week friends. After I finished sorting through my latest batch of multi-million dollar inheritance offers from...
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Golf Like Frenchman – Time to Mix Up Your Game
Warning; the following story is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the guilty. Over the years I’ve been extremely...
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Integrity Comes To Congress(ional)
There’s an old British saying that goes something like this; “Guy Fawkes was the last man in history who entered the British Houses of Parliament with honest intentions.” ...
Mini-Me…Hogan's Alley Style
“I was torn between Dufner, Wagner, Pettersson and Harrington for this final spot, but in the end, decided to go with the defending champ instead.” Famous last words from last week’s column...
Honouring One of the Game's Best!
Wow…you insult and threaten a guy with baldness and look how well he does! (Hmmm…I wonder if I could pull the same therapy on Kevin Na to help him with that massive case of...
Remember the Á La Mode!
There are several factors to consider when handicapping a golf field and trying to pick some winners for this column. Current form is a vital stat, naturally. So are past performances on...
Sympatico: "Bubba Golf" takes the Masters
My perspective on Bubba Watson’s incredible win at the Masters went live on Sympatico last night: Louis Oosthuizen hit one of the most remarkable shots in Masters history when...
Golf Coverage a la Jersey Shore
When Doctor Christiaan Barnard performed the world’s first heart transplant in 1967, oddly enough the anaesthesiologist in the OR wasn’t swarmed by reporters looking for...
On Semi-Majors and Circular Impressions
Note to self; if the tournament doesn’t really mean anything, don’t take Phil Mickelson…because he’ll probably play like it doesn’t mean anything! For those of you who read my last...
On Three-peats, Claret Jugs and Wee Beasties!
Up until Sunday night, I’d never given this any thought before, but, you’d think that a fist pump, is a fist pump, is a fist pump, wouldn’t you? I mean, no matter who delivers it, you would...