From now on, Kuchar should tell his stand-in caddies that if he wins, he will give them an extra $10,000 for every actual golf shot the caddie hits during the tournament.

... may not be altogether sound as an organization ...

I would have done it for 500.

That is a horrible way lunge train a horse. Popeye was probably in pain if they did this regularly.

Yeah, I’ll say it again, five shiny pennies don’t equal a quarter. LA had nothing worth a shit to give. Then Lebron goes all whiny baby that the Pelicans didn’t want their scraps. Give me a break. Pels made the right move.

As I assume you know, if you really really think about this it gets weird fast.

I did the same exact thing. I would guess you are NAUI certified.

At his current average it would take 28 games. Watching that clip, he may not be able to stand up for that many. Is there a reason he is out there? Sad indeed.

There is no flying over spilled milk.

I don’t believe him. Golfers and tennis players oddly refer to themselves and their caddies and coaches as though they are playing team sports these days. He was clearly saying fuck us.

This is the correct take. I had a 2003 with 210k miles on it in my possession for a while recently and it ended up selling for 7,000 after being on the market for 3 months. The airbag suspension had been repaired, had great dealer maintenance records, and the interior was in better condition than this one (the…

Lebron is souring and needs to stfu. I don’t follow basketball closely and even I can see why the Pelicans would not want to trade Davis for a bunch of Laker scrubs. It’s like convincing a child to take five shiny new pennies in exchange for their old quarter. And no way in hell would I ever want a member of the Ball…

On a somewhat related note, has anything good actually happened to the NFL since the Ginger Hammer took over? Sure, it makes more money every year. But it could make more with a chimpanzee at the helm. I mean, just think about the things that have happened in the past 12 years. Too many things to list. All bad.

He goes by Super Creepy King Cake Baby.

I mean, a karaoke incident is something. Kind of like a life-threatening ping-pong accident.

Kids and their whacky perception of time. I had a fart longer than his stay in New Orleans. And millennials. Ugh. Never happy.

I’m surprised he survived them leaving town. One would guess he was quite depressed for some time.

I do not understand the toasted ravioli thing. My newish neighbor from Missoura went on and on about it - “You have never tried toasted ravioli? It’s a Missouri special thing! It’s the best food ever, etc.!” So I tried it. Underwhelming to say the least.

Never!

Crud, I missed this after the article the other day. Being late to the game is gonna kill my star power, if any. Cut and paste job:

Crud, I missed this after the article the other day. Being late to the game is gonna kill my star power, if any. Cut…