@MidwestGolfJake 1) valhalla (tips, growing out rough for tournament that weekend)
2) bp black
3) rtj judge
4) shoal creek
5) nashville golf and athletic
Import the Third World, become the Third World. That’s what we just saw. This won’t stop Trump. He’ll win the election if he’s not killed first. But it does mark the end of the fairest justice system in the world. Anyone who defends this verdict is a danger to you and your family.
I genuinely don’t understand the hate Nick Saban is getting right now.
The man is 72 years old & after dedicating 50 years to College Football he is retiring, and instead of fucking off to one of his $10 million dollar homes like everyone is posting, he is in the scum filled city of Washington DC fighting for the stability of the sport we all love and care about
So sure, hate him for kicking your team’s asses for the better part of two decades, but damn at least give the guy credit for trying to help
“All the things I believed in for all these years. 50 years of coaching, no longer exist in college athletics.”
Nick Saban knows NIL changed everything.
🚨💰⛳️ Alan Shipnuck writes about a LIV social gathering that took place at the JP McManus pro am in July ‘22: “Fuck all of those country club kids who talk shit about me,” he said, referring to the likes of Justin Thomas, Jordan Spieth and others. “You think I give a fuck what they think? You think I care what people say about me? I just had three surgeries, and I’m supposed to turn down $130 million? I grew up with nothing. After signing that contract, the first person I called was my mom. We both cried.” —Brooks Koepka
Why is anyone honoring Feinstein?
She was one of the most corrupt politicians in America. She employed a Chinese spy for 20+ years. She served as Senator for 31 years, and what did she accomplish?
Thank her for her service? She served no one but herself and her donors.
Her net worth is $220 million. That she stole. From you. Via insider trading and money laundering. All the while she allowed California, and her District of San Francisco, to turn into a drug-infested 2SLGBTQIA+ homeless zombie apocalypse.
When we talk about “establishment politicians”, she’s at the top of the damn list. She’s been a Senator for 31 years, and under her watch, America has turned into a shithole. Not only did she let it happen, but her Left-wing policies made it a possibility. She played a significant role in destroying California and this nation with open border policies and woke insanity.
So spare me with all the “Rest in Peace”. She was one of the main reasons we are in the position we are in today. She destroyed America and I wish her no blessings in whatever afterlife she faces.
And before anyone says this is partisan, I feel the same way about McCain, and any other Deep State traitorous rat who bites the dust.
Some of y’all don’t hate establishment politicians enough, and it shows.
Most of you will enjoy this football season with moderation while having lots of fun and entertainment. The fantasy leagues will provide banter amongst friends and money won or lost betting won’t affect you. I wont be betting this year because I crossed the line of moderation and into addiction which isn’t any fun at all. The money wasn’t ever the issue since our financial security has never been threatened, but I was so distracted I wasn’t able to be present with the ones I love and caused a lot of harm. This lack of presence has been so hurtful. “You’re here but you’re not with us,” is something I’ve been told often throughout my addiction. It affected those I care about in ways I wasn’t aware or could fully understand. It’s like a hurricane is going on outside and I’m isolated in a shelter oblivious to what was happening. When I came out there was so much damage to clean up that I just wanted to go back inside and not deal with it.
If you ever cross the line of moderation and enter into addiction, hopefully you won’t confuse your enablers as friends like I did. Hopefully you won’t have to deal with these difficult moments publicly so others can profit off you like I have. But hopefully you WILL have a strong and supportive partner who is willing to help you through being your worst self, and through your worst moments like I have in Amy. She has loved me and supported me through my darkest and most difficult times. I couldn’t have gotten through this without her. I’m so grateful for her strength in helping us get through the many challenges I’ve created for us. Because of her love,support,and commitment, I’m back on track to being the person I want to be.
After many years of receiving professional help, not gambling, and being in recovery from my addictions, I’m now able to sit still, be present in the moment and live each day with an inner calm and peace. I still have a lot of cleaning up to do with those I love the most but I’m doing it slowly and as best I can.
This football season and beyond, enjoy yourself with moderation so it doesn’t detract from your ability to be present. In my experience, the moments with the ones you love will be far more remembered than any bet you win or fantasy league triumph.
I never bet on the Ryder Cup. While it is well known that I always enjoy a friendly wager on the course, I would never undermine the integrity of the game.
I have also been very open about my gambling addiction. I have previously conveyed my remorse, took responsibility, have gotten help, have been fully committed to therapy that has positively impacted me and I feel good about where I am now.
Okay, this is, I think, the most epic Mickelson gambling story extant. From "Phil":
Tom Candiotti, the former big-league pitcher, was once
among a big group of friends Mickelson invited to Las Vegas for the opening day of the NFL season. They woke up early in Scottsdale and flew to Vegas in
Mickelson’s plane. A cavernous suite at the Bellagio awaited, outfitted with a breakfast buffet and enough TVs to watch every game simultaneously. Mickelson
had prepared a tip sheet with his thoughts on each game. The whole crew walked down to the sports book to place their bets. Says Candiotti, “We were kind of standing around, not sure if we should let Phil go first. Finally he says, ‘You guys go ahead because when I place my bets it might move the line.’ ”
(Let that sink in for a minute.)
The entourage went back upstairs and it was like a frat party on steroids: the fellas were tossing around a football and tackling each other on the plush sofas. “Then the games started and things got serious,” says Candiotti. “Phil swept every morning game. He was up over a million dollars.” Mickelson lost only a game or two in the afternoon, increasing his haul. “We were flying home that night, but it’s Phil’s plane, so we’re not gonna leave until he wants to, obviously,” says Candiotti. “He goes down to play baccarat, and he’s
struggling. We practically needed a lasso to get him out of there. He stewed all the way to the airport because he gave a lot back at baccarat. *A lot*.”