Ok, we all thought that Memphis's bad free throw shooting would eventually catch up to them in the end. Well, at least we all did going into the tournament and also after their second round game against Miss St where they shot 20 for 39. But after watching their next 3.9 games, most of those doubts were erased; at least, I thought they were. Then, CDR decides to become Shaq. Wow.
That actually leads me nicely into the Masters - undoubtedly the best week in golf. I believe that the Masters provides the best theater for the showcase of exactly what pressure is all about. You have a golf course that at times can look pretty tame with reachable par 5's at both 13 and 15. But, yet, almost without fail, watching these multimillionaire pros come down the stretch on Sunday, it is all about not making mistakes - and they make em by the dozen. Seeing the unbelievable pressure that is on them for the simplest (not for me) of tasks such as 4 ft putts and watching their nerves catch up with them is a fantastic way to spend a weekend. But, in the end, give me Tiger and you can have the field.
Nearing the end of an era - I don't talk much about Baby Abby17 here, but we have her kindergarten orientation and registration tonight. Of course, The Spouse is begging off as because they are out of town, so I get to manage this life milestone by myself.
Bodonkey tonight...I better not forget again. I only lost a couple of spots in the ranking as I am now 25th. Any good showing tonight should position me nicely for the Top 18.
Later all.
Abby17
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