August 13, 2007
Tiger Woods was hot, but Tulsa was hotter
I’m home! And somehow, miraculously, neither completely dehydrated nor burnt to a crisp. Because OH MY GOD was it hot in Tulsa this weekend.
Seriously, you all, it was like 105 degrees on the course yesterday. Hottest PGA tournament in history. Not really a record you need to be there for, trust me.
My dad and I had a great time, and we got to see some Very Famous Golfers right up close, partly because we had a knack for choosing the PRECISE spot where various player’s shots went totally awry. Ernie Ells hit one right over our heads and up against the fence on Saturday, and on Sunday Colin Montgomerie whiffed a shot that came bouncing right past my foot. We also saw John Daly pop a ball out of a sand trap and stick it in a tree, where it stuck. Permanently.
That’s some FINE golf.
On Sunday, on the ninth hole, we were close enough to Tiger Woods that I can tell you that he does NOT wear his wedding ring when he’s playing in a major tournament. That’s the kind of detail I’m looking for when I watch pro golf.
When I told Wade that last night, he said, “Yeah, I don’t wear my ring either when I play golf. Or when I go to strip clubs.’
And I said, “Uh huh” because I know that he doesn’t do either of those things. Although he does leave his ring on the dresser a lot, for whatever that’s worth.
Anyway.
We spent an hour and a half in stand-still traffic last night after a wreck closed the Kilpatrick Turnpike. I’m not too bothered by unavoidable traffic; we weren’t in a hurry and there was no where to get off or turn around or do anything but wait it out and I was milking my very last few minutes of NOT being the mama. But the woman in front of us was CLEARLY impatient; she was standing up out the sunroof of her car, I guess so that she could see what the holdup was. It drove me crazy, to the point where I was tempted to bump the back of the car and send her flying, but I didn’t because that would be wrong.
But seriously lady, SIT DOWN. We’re not going any faster with you craning your neck to see what’s ahead.
Today I’m back to my usual grind of laundry and yelling. And staying inside, where it’s air conditioned. It’s hard to believe that yesterday I was twenty feet from Tiger Woods; it’s also hard to believe that yesterday I was OUTSIDE in this heat, for the ENTIRE DAY.
I should probably be questioning my sanity, but I’m too busy doing laundry.
Posted by Susan @ 2:14 pm • thinking about the weather
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August 14th, 2007 at 12:26 am, Blythe Says:
Was Adam Scott there? He’s probably the reason it was Extra Hot in Tulsa this year. (I hate to be so Junior High but golf is on our television so often that I had to come up with some reason to watch, and this year he’s it.)
August 14th, 2007 at 5:38 am, Susan Says:
Adam Scott WAS there! In fact, at one point we were sitting on the ninth fairway next to two tween girls who were swooning over him.
Who knew golfers were the next sex symbols?
August 14th, 2007 at 5:56 am, Paula Says:
My father and I used to go to the LPGA match in Atlantic City every year. It was just something he and I would do. He died suddenly 6 years ago and I miss him more than words can say. Reading that you went to the PGA with your dad made me smile.
I used to have a major crush on Fred Couples — although he hasn’t been playing much anymore.
August 14th, 2007 at 6:01 am, Susan Says:
Paula, this is the second major that I’ve gone to with my dad, both at Southern Hills, and it’s been a really terrific thing to do with him. He’s a huge golf fan, and sharing this with him is really wonderful.
And now you’re making me miss him! I think I’ll call him later. Thank you.
August 14th, 2007 at 7:23 am, Annie Says:
Welcome back! I’m glad you had a great time despite the heat. And I would have been totally with you on wanting to bump the car ahead of you and send the woman flying. As much as I hate traffic (and I do!) I have a stronger hatred for the people who make it worse: honking, swerving around, yelling, etc. When will people learn that it doesn’t get you there any faster and it only serves to make everyone around you MORE miserable?
August 14th, 2007 at 11:45 am, Susan Says:
Amen, Annie. I am also irrationally annoyed by people who use the shoulder as an extra lane in stand-still traffic. Because you know, if it’s an ACCIDENT that has the road closed, it’s not like the EMERGENCY VEHICLES might need that lane. Oh no.
August 14th, 2007 at 11:17 pm, Blythe Says:
I would have swooned right along with the tweens.
My dad is more of a rodeo fan; you don’t think Adam Scott will take up bullriding, do you?