I definitely didn’t think I’d regret not staying up past my curfew last night to watch the Presidents Cup. I certainly didn’t think I’d miss anything but the standard U.S. routing or maybe the Internationals attempting a tepid comeback. I really didn’t think I’d be saying what I’m about to say, especially since any little interest I had in the Presidents Cup completely disappeared after the only thing I considered that could be slightly intriguing did not happen — which was obviously Jordan Spieth and Jason Day, the worlds nos. 1 and 2, respectively, facing off in what would naturally be an intense battle filled with lots of thumbs-up and fist-pumps for Sunday singles.
Well, to be honest, I doubt I would been awake to watch, anyway, since I was playing in a tourney at NGLA this weekend (yes, very important with at least a few hundred in pro shop credit on the line) and had an early-ish tee time. #sorrynotsorry