Dont worry I’m done with the “poems” for this blog.
Not much to say about the performance today by Big Dick Eldrick. He was just bad. Couldn’t putt to save his life. His game never looked quite right after his hot round 1 front 9.
It’s hard to say why this course gave him so much trouble. He’s been truly excellent lately, and after an opening eagle it looked like it would be more of the same. But yesterday the car started to shake and make some noises. Maybe it was nothing? Maybe it would go away? Well it didn’t. Today all four wheels fell off while he was doing 90 on the freeway. Tiger crashed head on into a +5.
+5 isn’t a number you like to see around Tiger Woods unless your ordering pizzas, wings, or women with him and he tells you to go ahead and add 5 more to the order.
+5 is disgusting. Its disappointing, disheartening, and vile. I hope +5 dies. I hope +5 sleeps with the fishes tonight. What a piece of shit +5 is. It can catch the coronavirus for all I care, and Ebola! Die of dysentery bitch.
Sorry for the aggression. I’m still working through my anger. I have a 9 AM on Monday with my therapist. Some people have daddy issues, some people have spousal issues, I have Tiger issues.
Hopefully Tiger can put together a nice round tomorrow to get some confidence and momentum moving forward. His score will be nearly meaningless as it relates to the tournament, but I’d like to see him finish on a high note.
I probably wont watch tomorrow, I’ve lost interest. But I’ll check in, and I swear to God if I see a “+” next to his score…
I’ll need that 9 AM slot the rest of the week.
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