Good morning, USA. Let’s get this morning’s blog post going. I played in a golf tournament yesterday—a two-man scramble with my buddy Jimmy. Two-man scrambles are weird, as you have to determine when you can be aggressive and when you should be defensive. I didn’t have my A-game, and it definitely showed. It was more like my B-game, which felt more duck-taped together. Sandbagging seems to be a common discussion for those unfamiliar with the golf vernacular. It’s the art of making people think you’re a duffer when you’re far better.

At its core, sandbagging is the mischievous thrill of pulling one over on the competition. There’s a certain kind of golfer who revels in the gasps and dropped jaws when they suddenly start striping drives down the fairway, their supposed 13-handicap nowhere in sight. It’s the golf equivalent of pulling a rabbit out of a hat if the rabbit was secretly a low single-digit golfer.

I played with a guy named JR, who claimed to be an eight-handicap. I was highly skeptical of his handicap in January and February, and my skepticism was confirmed yesterday. What do you know? The guy misses one shot all day. Have some integrity. These are just my two cents. It’s essential for the integrity of the game that players accurately represent their abilities and adhere to the regulations associated with handicaps. When misrepresentations occur, they not only affect the individual’s credibility but can also detract from the overall experience for others.

But they all do it? Sorry. Just plain no.

Californication

Did you ever catch Californication while it was on Showtime? Damn. The writing on it was so good, and the character Hank Moody is one of my favorite characters. You’re welcome

Beavis & Butthead

Saturday Night Live did a skit that has gained some popularity, having some fun with the characters Beavis & Butthead.

Even taking things a step further, having Ryan Gosling crash a premier dressed as Beavis.