The definition of a love-hate relationship

WINTER GOLF, YOU CHEEKY LITTLE FIG, YOU

Best piece of content on golf social I caught this week was this video featuring nightmarish conditions at Pebble—so nightmarish that the dude had to tee off with driver on the par 3, 106 yard 7th.
It made the rounds because, despite reported 50mph wind gusts, he somehow stuck his tee shot, with driver mind you, to a few feet.
Impressive.
But it led me to a larger, more existential, question of whether I actually like the concept of winter golf at all? For most of the country, winter golf means squeezing in rounds when the snow has melted, temps are frigid and there isn't a HINT of green grass anywhere.
For those of us fortunate to live in warmer climates, like San Diego, it means actual weather (gasp! wind... dare I even say a drizzle?) and infuriatingly short days that cause tee times to become more valuable than gold.
In a world where we can get anything we want, whenever we want—I like the almost nostalgic simplicity of just hanging up the clubs for the winter and treating the game as a special seasonal treat. 

LOL

The answer is always more golf.

Sometimes I say silly things.


The Match thoughts

CRINGE-Y BUT SOLID

You could easily rephrase the Spieth quote above for my overall reaction to the latest edition of The Match

The joy out of watching Tiger on The Match does not match the joy of watching Tiger play actual competitive golf.

And I think that's really the biggest issue with the format. For it to be truly must-watch golf, it's got to have:

1) Actually competitive golf

2) Quick-witted, funny personalities

3) Household names

However...

Golf, as we all know, is a crapshoot on whether your best stuff arrives on any given day. Then counting on four different people to show up with their best stuff... is not the easiest of propositions.

It's hard to be quick-witted and funny over a long period of time. Humble brag? Kind of, but mostly it's just a reality that even the best comedic actors and comedians can't stay THAT funny, off-the-cuff, for multiple hours on end.

And finally, household names knocks out about 90% of the interesting and dynamic personalities on the Tour. Ask a random TNT viewer who Joel Dahmen or Max Homa is... and they're going to guess characters on Rizzoli & Isles or something.

What we're left with is usually just one or two of the three. This latest edition had the household names and moments of quick wit, but the competition was pretty one sided and as much as I'd love to be part of Thomas and Spieth's crew—their humor falls on the wrong side of cringe for most part. As they poke fun at the GOAT, who is smiling through the pain and mentally logging every insult for the day when he roars back and knocks 'em around Augusta in a few months... one would hope.


 The Match antidote

GOOD WHOLESOME FAMILY FUN

Speaking of formats that really sing, I adore the PNC Championship family event. In a sport as tense as golf can get, it's genuinely refreshing to watch these pairings tee off each year and see the back-and-forth and genuine connections between them.

Sure, getting some Charlie Woods trying to rile up Justin Thomas is always fun, too. But even without Woods, I still think this format has legs.

Quick Pairing Power Rankings

5) Singh—Faldo

4) Daly—Harrington

3) Player—Trevino

2) Spieth—Korda

1) Duh.


Love a good heat map

ANYTHING TO SAY IT WASN'T MY FAULT

Lou dropped this heat map graphic a few weeks ago and I have already used this excuse twice on the course. (Also lol @me just casually saying Lou like I had any clue he existed prior to this graphic.)

Long story short, he shows the percentage of made putts by pros based upon distance and time of day. The later in the day? The less your putts will drop.

And I started following Lou after this chart made the rounds in golf social and he's chock full of simultaneously depressing and uplifting stats. So if you're ever in need for a reality check or an uplifting moment of inspiration—check him out.


"Welp—I joined the office fantasy league" update

THE BEST LAID PLANS

Easily one of the hardest-earned .500 seasons I've ever produced in fantasy. This was a SLOG and while I really only started this column to introduce you (and myself) to all my coworkers back in AZ, there was a tiiiiiiiiiiny part of me that thought it'd be a real boost for my ego to bring you all along on a journey to victory.

Alas, it's been likely brutal to watch every week from a competitive standpoint—and hopefully inspiring from a "getting to know the people behind one of the greatest f***** golf companies to ever exist" standpoint.

To poor, poor Bad Birdie Wes... can't wait to watch the performance. You saved me from the pits of despair. A noble deed you've done for me. 

And here they are—your playoff contenders! Loving The Goffather out of the 2 spot.


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