Improving His Record

"I think for ten years I have struggled against Tiger. My record was pathetic."
- Phil Mickelson

What fun watching him go head-to-head with Tiger today and beating him outright. Of course he wasn't satisfied with beating Tiger by five strokes so, in true Mickelson fashion, he had to make us all squirm a bit as he whittled it to a more comfortable two.

Great fun, Phil. Thanks for the show.

And, by the way, I don't know much about PGA politics or what kind of discussions are going on behind closed doors, but I do know this: If you give up your shot at the $10 million FedEx Cup Title just so you can be home with your kids when they start school this week, you will be the permanent all-time "number one" on my list of favorite golfers.

I'm guessing there is a little more to it than just your desire to see the kids off, but I'd be giddy if you did it.

Do it, Phil. DO IT!

Should'a, Would'a, Could'a

I am sitting down to type this between the final hole of the British Open and the play-off that is about to occur between Sergio Garcia and Padraig Harrington.

And what I am about to do is supremely immature. Because I am kicking myself. Kicking myself for not predicting what I thought would happen and has now, as it turns out, come to pass.

Sergio choked.

Magnificently. Like - "final putt to win it outright but lipped the cup and had to go to a play-off" kind of choked.

Not a clutch player, he. (And don't you worry your pretty little heads about it because I realize Phil isn't a clutch guy either...)

So, I am going to make my prediction, because, as good as Sergio is, I don't think he is going to handle the pressure very well. And in fairness, I think it is difficult for anyone to lead all four days of a tournament (let alone a major) and be cool enough under the pressure to win it.

There you have it. My prediction, which was my prediction all along, I just didn't get around to stating it until today.

Congratulations Padraig.