I just woke up from a Masters nap and I’m all out of whack. I slept sitting up, my arms crossed, my chest flexed, and my head straight at the 16th hole. I woke up and Jim Nantz was getting excited for Reed versus Rory tomorrow morning. It’s 50 degrees. It’s the weekend. Bad weather is what Monday-Thursday is for.
I don’t have anything else. I’m dry and empty. I’m grey as the sky.
Anyways, that’s all I got. Have fun doing whatever it is that you do. The rest is yours to talk about whatever you want, Texans or not.