- The Washington Times - Sunday, June 17, 2007

The Rover was simply mystified by Tiger Woods‘ ball-striking yesterday. Given the way he hit the ball, which was pure Tiger 2000, the absolute worst score he could have posted was 69 after living in the fairway and hitting 17 greens.

Frankly, Aaron Baddeley and Co. are lucky to still be in the tournament. That said, the odds of him putting together another day of such pure tee-to-green play are very slim.

Johnny Miller, always the master analyst, said a mouthful when he equated Tiger’s 69 to a first half in which a football team sails up and down the field but time and again settles for field goals. If he doesn’t win, yesterday’s “what if” performance will be to blame.

{bullet} The lovely Gibsonia Comfort Inn moved ever higher in the Rover’s Armpit Standings when they had the gall to call his room at 9:30 a.m. yesterday and ask in an exasperated tone if he wanted cleaning service after he groggily shouted through the door for them to “come back later” at 9:15. The Rover informed the snippy charwoman that for the usurious rate of $280 a night for a glorified cardboard box they ought to be bringing him breakfast in bed instead of trying to batter their way into his castle with vacuum cleaners. Suffice it to say, there were no chocolates on the pillow last evening.

Barker Davis



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