First, there are lots of changing seasons. Playoffs are just starting in hockey and basketball. (Do you know that WWII wasn’t as long as the NBA playoffs?) Baseball is in its first week. Golf begins to come back onto the radar screen. And those folks who think football is the only game get all excited about…the draft. (Please. Get a life, people.)
This afternoon, I watched about all the golf I will take in on television over the course of the year – the last nine holes of the Masters. It takes me about an hour of CBS coverage of the Masters to remind myself why I think golf is so damn pretentious and full of itself. The hushed tones, the endless references to history, the endless paeans to Phil (I make millions of dollars, but I still complain about having to pay taxes) Mickelson. (The guy actually wears logos of a bank and an auditing firm. That should tell you something about this “game.”) Give me a break.
After the impressive win by Jordan Spieth at the Masters, I quickly switched over to ESPN’s Baseball Tonight. In spite of the 455th installment of Yankees vs. Red Sox on the world-wide leader in sports, it was quickly apparent why baseball vs. golf = no contest. You have real characters in baseball, even among the announcers. (Love Kruk’s sling…I feel like a kindred spirit. Kruk once said, “I’m not an athlete, I’m a baseball player.” Priceless.) Big Papi and kids – these guys are having fun. The Nats win their second of the year, with Zim flashing some leather, despite having a team batting average well below the Mendoza Line. The Royals are mad because despite being in the World Series last year, many folks have said they won’t make the playoffs. Plus, a fun report on a Red Sox bar in the heart of New York City. You don’t get this stuff in golf.
So bring it on. Even if we do have the Yankees and Red Sox again tonight, golf doesn’t stand a chance.
More to come…