5:56 pm Update: Rickie wins and Danica would have (if not cheated out of it). Manchester by the Sea going tonight.
5:15 pm Danica Out, Rickie Looking Good: Some of these idiots need to be banned from racing. No need to go four-wide at that point. Danica had a real chance to win this thing. Rickie has been willing the ball into the hole. Best putter since Ben Crenshaw? Rickie holed one when Jack was commentating. Very nice, and funny, Jack making remarks about green guides while Rickie sinks a long one. Symbolic? Jack handing the baton to Rickie?
Very disappointed that Danica got knocked out by that idiot. Totally unnecessary.
12:45 pm Update: One hour until Rickie tees off. The Daytona 500 begins 45 minutes after that. Then the Oscars tonight. Rickie, Danica, and Manchester by the Sea, yeah! By the way, the fight last night was interesting. Wilder didn’t look too great until — boom! — one punch ended it.
Sunrise: What a day this promises to be. Rickie Fowler looking to close out a victory at the Bear Trap, a little gathering on a Florida beach called Daytona, then a Hollywood party. Oh, my!
You know about all that, but what you don’t know is who will prevail. I’ll keep it short: Rickie, Danica, and Manchester by the Sea.
Remember Shane Ryan? He wrote a popular book on the 2014 golf season. I remembered him this morning and checked to see what he was up to. A bit of a surprise. He apparently stopped writing about golf last September and has devoted himself to partisan left-wing politics. In a very strident way. Think Rachel Maddow. Ryan did recently have a brush with golf content when he tweeted about Rory and Trump, whining that Rory was “normalizing” Trump by playing a round with him. (We’re all supposed to pretend Trump is Hitler, doncha know. To do otherwise is to “normalize” him.) Ryan said Rory was ignorant of the fact that we are in a “take a stand” moment. From golf writer to melodramatic teenager.
Everyone is so shrill and illogical nowadays. It’s disheartening. Ryan is not a dumb guy. I guess he sees a career path in strident political partisan whining. Me, I’d become an accountant or mechanic.