It is the third Sunday afternoon in June – Father’s Day – the 18th Green at the US Open Torrey Pines – Rocco Mediate playing just impeccable golf against all odds – Tiger Woods trying to win his 14th major with a bum knee –and I am sitting in the first row of the bleachers on 18 not 70 feet from the pin.
It was a celebration for Rocco because he just won or tied the US Open.
It was a celebration for Tiger because he somehow got around 18 holes on an incredibly sore knee, thrashed around the 18th (and other holes as well) like the rest of the world and then sank the putt that shook Torrey Pines. He just tied or won the US Open.
Tomorrow is another day.
Life just does not get any better than this.
Mel
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