PGA competitors are getting, well, desperate
PGL SAYS "HOLD MY BEER" TO THE LIV
Confusing acronyms were FLYING this week as all the PGA tour competitors scrambled to save their yet-to-begin campaigns.
For a refresher...
PGA = Professional Golfers' Association aka "The OG" that freaks like me watch on TV every weekend.
PGL = Premier Golf League aka "Not the Saudi One", who wants to formally partner with PGA for a companion league to compete in team-based formats with.
LIV = "The Saudi One" because it's backed by Saudi money and named for the roman numeral for 54 since they will play 54 hole matches (maybe, assuming people actually show up
(Come back to us, Jimmy.)
Anyways, the PGL sent a long-a$$ letter to every PGA pro this week that absolutely REEKED of desperation. Blaming the PGA for not doing proper research and not seeing the true value that the PGL will offer.
In other words, "Please, give us a chance! We'll do anything. The laundry... the dishes... anything!"
My personal favorite touch was a suggested Tweet that players should send to help advance their cause:
As a member of the tour, I instruct you to obtain and publish an independent valuation of the PGL Proposals #playerpower #transparency.
Oof. They even included suggested hashtags. OK Boomer.
Hidden gem or killer PR?
GOLF DISNEY IN RURAL PENNSYLVANIA
Golf.com posted a rather intriguing golf destination this week that has completely turned my idea of Pennsylvania on its head.
Meet Nemacolin Resort. "It's like Disney World on grass."
I'm listening...
Yes, just a brief 90 MINUTE DRIVE from PITTSBURGH—lies this hidden gem of a resort that by the time I finished the article had me thinking, hmmm it's ONLY 90 minutes from Pittsburgh. That's doable.
Nemacolin sports two, yes two, different Pete Dye designed golf course, which—my own disdain for the absolutely Dye-abolical designs from Pete aside—is quite impressive for its location.
Plus, the property sports a whole host of other amenities like "a compact wild animal park; an aviation and vintage car museum; casino gambling; ziplining; fly fishing; and a private airstrip."
OKAY Farmington, PA—we see you.
I don't know, I just think this place looks pretty dope. Anyone been? Hit me up by just responding to the email. Bill linked my work email to it so I get ALLLLL your responses. Like my personal favorite from last week...
"Send me photos of your shirts that are on sale presently."
Umm, this is a newsletter. I just write stuff. But also, let me connect you with Bill.
Making the rounds on golf social this week
DUDE. I FEEL YA.
Just click through the image to get the original video. But this little guy tees up a nice one in the backyard only to immediately learn how insane we all are for loving this absolutely infuriating, mind-boggling hard game.
Speaking of... anyone got a good tee time this weekend?
3 AM musings from a new father
BETTER THAN COUNTING SHEEP
Love this.
Something people don't tell you about babies is that they are loud AF sleepers. Like, sawing logs, lumberjack loud. This little guy is just snoring away, hacking up mucus, snorting, sneezing, and all other manner of sounds from his tiny little crib.
The result? Many hours spent staring at the ceiling trying to avoid anxiety-ridden thoughts.
And then Emily comes through with an absolute home run idea for getting back to sleep. Top notch content.
Speaking of new parents...
CALLING ALL FATHER/SON DUOS!
Wild story from @BlackActiveGolf on Instagram. This family was awarded $5 MILLION dollars in a lawsuit with the local country club after their house was absolutely obliterated by golf balls.
My reaction? Huge miss by them to not ask for "Fore" Million instead. The joke alone was worth the lost milly. But hey, I'm just one guy.
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