It’s just golf…

I’ve been watching the US Open.  It’s a golf tournament. Plain and simple, a group of men who are really good at playing golf.  Depending on the network that is broadcasting any given golf tournament at any given time, a first-time viewer might think playing golf is paramount to being a soldier, a disease curing researcher, or a military test pilot. The most offending network is, in my opinion, NBC.  Johnny Miller (only two majors under his belt, yet the way he talks, he is God’s gift to golf and knows all) used the words “brave” and “heroic” to describe a 3-wood shot from Tiger Woods.  Really?  Brave and heroic? The same words used to describe the actions taken by a first-responder, police, firefighter, EMS, or a soldier who disarms roadside bombs are synonymous with hitting a golf ball with a 3-wood (and get paid millions of dollars to do it). Hmmmm. It’s also “so moving” to watch the highlights of the tournament being played over and over ad nauseum with powerful movie-music in the background and the over-emotional announcer (Jim Nance and Bob Costas are the pros at this type of hyper-manufactured sports sap) spewing voice-over drivel. To me, the major issue is the total diarrhea of the mouth they all have.  It’s like they can’t leave a moment of airtime unfilled.  There has to be someone talking all the time with most of the talking being the description of what is obviously being watched.  The bullshit banter is also so refreshing… “Huh Rog-?” as the rhetorical questions keep piling up. I know, turn off the volume. I have.