Hunter Mahan is my new second favorite golfer. Tiger is my favorite. What I like about Mahan is that he did something that I could do. He hit a shot last weekend during the final round past the gallery and into a flower bed...or atleast we thought into a floor bed. It could have gone down the street for all we know. He had to drop, but for once I watched a golf tournament and thought that I could have hit a shot as bad as that.
Atleast Mahan didn't try to whack a ball out of the flower bed.
I once practiced my baseball swing in the flower bed when I was young. My mom didn't appreciate that.
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