Like the rest of the house, the sports desk is cluttered.
First The Masters. When I watched Mickelson kissing his cancer wife, I could not help but wonder what the scene would've been had Tiger won. In my perfect world, all 15 of his mistresses would've lined the path to the clubhouse, and he would've stopped to roughly smooch each one. Tiger was disappointed not to have won, but I'm sure the kindly Southern gentlemen of Augusta will supply him with plenty of comfort women. It's in his contract.
In baseball news. The Cardinals are on t.v. which means a look at Albert Pujols and his "tremendous rump". Yup, it's pretty tremendous alright. But the oddity here is that the Brewers have an outfielder named Corey Hart. And Corey Hart just let an easy fly ball bounce off his glove into the stands for a double. It's a night game and Corey is not wearing his sunglasses. Need I say more.
3 comments:
was it a night game? might have made a difference for mister hart
A Tiger moment is golden I know
But should I sink to depths so low?
To make a poem about clubs and holes,
Whacking balls and erect poles,
Driving hard and sinking putts,
Like I did prior with Baseball butts?
I'm tempted, yet I better not
'Cause it would just be a cheap shot.
So I'll refrain, as I know I should
And not once mention Tiger's wood.
JAW fan
I'm glad you didn't mention it.
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