Oh so close....I rooted for Tom Watson today to win the British Open more than I think I have ever rooted for anyone. As his last put in regulation on the 18th hole left his putter I knew that it simply could not go in. No matter how much everyone wanted it to. A man of 59 simply does not win such championships, and it was clear in the epilogue of the playoff that his tank was empty.
But I think that he made it cool to me old again. It gives me great hope since he is a year older than me. Perhaps next year I will win the British Open. Or maybe Tom and I will party at Woodstock.
Meanwhile, Michael Jackson is still dead.....
With the passing of Walter Cronkite, I truly feel the end of an era. he was called "the most trusted man in America" but I always was comforted by watching Walter. I always felt that it was going to be alright, no matter what kind of insanity was going down. Surely nothing truly hideous could happen to our nation while men such as Cronkite were watching over us. Now we are left with Rupert Murdoch, Clear Channel, and Larry King. So long boys, it's been good to know you.
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