After three rounds of play, Woods, Els, Mickelson, Singh and Goosen are within 4 shots of each other at the Masters. A mouth-watering Sunday is in store today, and I am going to be glued to the TV watching it unfold.
My pick is still a man named Eldrick. He is the best under-pressure player I have ever seen (along with Michael Jordan) and this situation is tailor-made for him.
Thanks for wandering in. Join me as I jaywalk through the thoughts of columnists, sports figures, and sometimes mine.
Showing posts with label Masters. Show all posts
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Sunday, April 09, 2006
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Silent whispers
Tomorrow, the Wimbledon of golf begins. It has been 10 years since my favorite golfer won the tournament on a day that is more famous for a Shark's meltdown. I do not know who will win it this year, but I do know this - my productivity over the weekend will decline to a near-flatline status.
And if I can convince CB to let me watch it on HDTV at his place, flatline status will definitely be attained.
And if I can convince CB to let me watch it on HDTV at his place, flatline status will definitely be attained.
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