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You never know when the quarantine scaries will arise, and unfortunately, with the announcement that the Masters have been rescheduled, they hit again. Because The Masters won’t be played until mid-November (12-15). Insert audible sigh here. So naturally, the quarantine scaries reared its ugly head yet again.
I mean, are the azaleas even going to be alive still? Pretty sure all the chirping birds will have already flown south. And Jim Nantz… My gahhh… what will be of Jim Nantz?! Will he leave the CBS NFL booth for a Masters Sunday? It doesn’t matter, he’ll be missed in both chairs.
Yes, it’s better than no Masters whatsoever. But at the way we’re pacing will we even make it to November? It took us six months just to get through March. When you say November, you might as well be saying 2035. Same difference at this point.
Look, I’m sorry for being snappy. I haven’t gone on my daily walk yet. That’s been my dessert lately. Maybe I should just go do that. Ok. Bye.