Heat wave taking its time to get outta town. ConEd batting back well-deserved hits for more blackouts. Lightning and lights. Please.
Shane Lowry a happy champion at the Open. Not a contested finish. But. Brooks Koepka may have given him a run had it not been for the dawdling by his partner JB Holmes. Put your glove on. Get out your club. Strategize with your caddie. Before it is your turn! Take the shot.
Slow Play. Ruining the game.
OZY-Fest cancelled in Central Park. It’d be bad to have a baked crowd on the Great Lawn. Costly for promoters A-Rod & Co. Park wasn’t happy anyway about the profit-making show. So.
An hour-long CNN event last night. To pick 20 names out of a hat. Seriously. Dems split debate July 30 & 31. Bernie and Lizzie with a light-weight first night. Second stage stronger with Harris v. Biden again.
Over at the British Open. Not many marquee players made the cut. Leaders going in beards & bellies. JB & Shane. And Woods. No not Tiger. Fleetwood & Westwood. Sad about Rory. It’d be great to see Lee do it. Joey3Sticks picks all still in the hunt.
The Open Championship at Royal Portrush in Northern Ireland. Joey3Sticks picks Xander Schauffele, Tommy Fleetwood, Jon Rahm.
I’ll take 2 countrymen Rory McIlroy & GMac and then the guy who made the brilliant move to hire a caddy from the course Club. Brooks Koepka. Local knowledge is everything on this links terrain. In wind and rain.
Stay cool and watch on record. Don’t text any spoilers!
Photo: G. Levine. Connemara, Ireland. Circa 2002.
Howling rain. A Summer Nor’Easter hitting NYC. Lashing the dormant air conditioner as cool fresh air wafts in through narrowly cracked windows. Only people to be seen outside along Central Park West tonight are hunched over with inside-out umbrellas.
Gusts may pick up at the British Open final on Scotland’s coast tomorrow. Looks to be survival of Carnoustie’s Caddy Shack. American millennial housemates. Little rat farts are dominating the links. Spieth. Kisner. Johnson. Fowler. Could a geezer ever break wind?
Gale Storm was a Fifties actress. No. Not Stormy Daniels. Gale played My Little Margie where she looked older than her father on an old timey tv show. She also later had her own eponymous sit-com. With Zazu Pitts. That’s correct.
Not chainmaille. Chain mail. Raven post. Separate messages from Sam & Tyrion to Jon Snow that could change fortunes at Dragonstone. Is Bran the only one who knows Jon’s true relationship to Khaleesi? A confrontation to come with Cersei? We’ll see. Get rid of Littlefinger & Varys. They are whores who can never be trusted.
Email will be center stage this week. From Jared to Junior. Trump’s tweeter is off the rails. Memo to Sessions. Bye. Bye. Already. And. Prognostication about Speith’s British Open choke was premature. He was starting to prove me right on early holes Sunday, then had a miraculous rally. If he didn’t take so long to make a shot, he’d be worth watching.
The Family Trump is descending on Ohio. From Tiffany to Ivanka. Melania. Other blonde wives. Pulchritude meets frumpitude. You won’t see Mrs. Pence. Nor much of Mike after tonight. But, there will be Chachi. Happy Days! Dante/Jagger soap star, too. B- and C -listers galore. Make America Mediocre Again!
Across the pond. Just down the lane from Trump’s Turnberry Course in Scotland, Swede Stenson bested Phippy in an epic mano a mano match to take the Open. Staying cool.
Two Americans in the last four groups. One is a pro. The other an amateur. What do they have in common? Both named Jordan. An Irish amateur also shares the lead going into the Monday final. Youth be served. Role models all. Handsome Adam still in it. When all is said. Dunne? Or, at the end of the Day. Jason?
Meanwhile, the Donald has to change course. Can anybody corral that bucking boca? Don’t think so. Just hope he makes it to the stage of a few debates. And. ISIS is not an ideology. It’s. Internet. Seeking. Insurgent. Sociopaths.
A tiger cub roared at Royal Liverpool. Rory ruled wire-to-wire. Sergio accepted well-earned accolades. Rickie lost the orange pants. Right direction. Solid round. Young guys stepping up and taking the shots. No hinking or dinking. Love it. Old Tiger finished British Open at the bottom of Hoylake.
I am probably the only one watching Ray Donovan last night to have recognized Ann-Margaret. Elvis the King’s former squeeze. Will she hook up with Mick? Gritty great episode.
Happy birthday shouts out tomorrow to a Prince and a Queen.
Federer bested the Brit last weekend at Wimbledon. Olympics next week. Tomorrow begins the quest for the claret jug. Will Tiger win a major across the pond? Pothole bunkers, linksy dawn television coverage with Sergio and Justin. First tee a par 3 test. I know, frivolous in light of serious recent events. But, air-conditioned marathon continues. Pip, pip, cheerio.
Good books set in England if you don’t like sports~
Derby Day, D.J. Taylor. Victorian-esque novel.
The Strange Fate of Kitty Easton, Elizabeth Speller. Downton meets Easton.