This Is Where I Draw The Line On Masters Content

I’m on my way to the Cubs game on a Metra right now but wanted to throw a quick blog up about how the Masters needs to do less of this stuff. We don’t need to see the tablecloths get ironed and we don’t need the fine china montage. Some times you have to draw the line on what is/is not cool and this is the biggest and fattest fucking line down the middle of that equation. Nobody cares about the table preparations necessary to host Scottie Scheffler’s dads meatball recipe. Most of us are having a hard enough time as it is just getting through today keeping it together like a functioning human being. We don’t need Fred Ridley rammed down our throats and out of our assholes because it makes for decent engagement from the bottom dwellers of golf twitter.

You guys are supposed to be better and should be better. So be better.

Please.

PS – The guy who asked Brooks if the course is dialed yet should be publicly executed

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