It wasn’t all fun and games while I was away. Much of the time was spent rehabbing from minor surgery, which wasn’t the most pleasant experience I’ve had, but it made for a lot of uninterrupted time in the recliner, in front of the T-V, during the Wimbledon Championships.
I feel like Roy Rogers this morning. “Happy trails to you”, the King of the Cowboys would say, “‘Til we meet again.” In my case it will be about three and a half weeks, and I’m already taking inventory of what I’ll miss. I won’t actually miss it, I’ll pay close attention, but I will miss the pleasure of discussing it with you on a daily basis.
It appears even Major League Baseball has had it’s fill of David Ortiz’ self coronated role of the “speak for all players” elder statesman.
Just ask Kevin Streelman, the winner of the 63rd Travelers Championship. He’ll tell you winning is easy, it’s just a matter of perspective.
BUBBA WILL ALWAYS COME TO CROMWELL.
A few hours after his runner up finish in the U.S. Open Erik Compton sat in a packed interview room at the TPC River Highlands talking about his experience at the Open, his expectations for the Travelers Championship and the life and responsibilities of a two time heart transplant recipient.
Just last month I was packing away some of the mementos of Abby’s youth and I lingered, lost in several minutes of memories, over the glove we bought when she started Little League baseball.
The second major of the golf season is in the books, Martin Kaymer with a runaway win at the 114th U.S. Open at Pinehurst Number 2. Now the preparations can begin for the Open Championship, teeing off a month from tomorrow at the Royal Liverpool Golf Club in Hoylake, England.
Just a few observations from the sports world this morning, the first one from my “I told you so” file…
Two of the biggest events in all of sports get underway today…