I was trudging along the perimeter when the mortars began to fall. I scurried quickly into the Hooters tent and got reinforcements of cold brew and hot wings. Unlike John Daly at the Arnold Palmer Invitational though, I had to show up for work.
Not being an avid golfer, I gotta love John Daly. This man is the John Candy of golf. Round faced and headed for a bad end, John Daly is one of the true characters of sports. The guy goes where he wants to go and always seems to have a black cloud hanging over his head. Let’s hope he wins the battle of his personal demons without losing the devil may care attitude he brings to the sport.