Thursday, May 15, 2008

Two Golfers Walk Into a Bar...

So, I'm reading the most recent issue of Sports Illustrated, and they have a feature on some golfer I have never heard of named Boo Weekley, a happily self-described "redneck." Because he likes to hunt and fish, he calls himself a redneck. I don't know about you, but I think it takes a lot more than that to be a redneck. The one thing that might definitely make him one, however, is the fact that he's happy to call himself one. Get 'em, Flash! Get 'em.

What made this piece remarkable to me, friends and neighbors, was a short discussion Ol' Boo had with his interviewer about retirement. Retirement? He's a golfer who hunts and fishes. It sounds like he's freakin' retired already. What, I asked myself, is he going to do when he "retires" from golf? Get a goddam job?

I guess that's all.


comoprozac said...

I hear Wal-Mart needs some greeters.

La Fashionista said...

As someone who's mostly no longer watching TV or keeping up with sports, I don't know anything about him but found this incredibly endearing:

Boo Knows

Who's not sick of the grind? I'd love to have ample time to explore so many unlived interests.

On a very loosely-related note (I'm looking for any opportunity to share this, really), check out this article: