Bits and Pieces

-Dang, dang and more dang.  How come one of those two shots couldn't have fallen?  Dukies and Daugs put on a whale of a show at the Big Dance last night in Indy (Butler's hometown) with Duke prevailing by a single two pointer, 61-49.  Dang.  (In the NY Times thingee, I ended up somewhere in the 15000's out of  I-still-don't-know-how-many players, with Eric, of all people, ending up at the top in our smaller, more manageable group of five.  That would be Eric who spent the first three quarters of the tournament hanging back in fourth or fifth place.  Go figure.)

-Wtf, Wojciechowski?!  What's trust got to do with Tiger or anybody else putting on a good show for the likes of you and me?  Wojciechowski pens articles for espn.com with his latest entitled "Trust Tiger Woods?  Not Yet."  Jeesh.

-Here's a good one:  Tracy Rayhill, son Cory and Bric Parker were going into six last night when Tracy's second shot stopped about six inches from a nesting Canadian goose just this side of a honey locust tree at the end of the dam just off of the green.  The goose got a little edgy when Tracy approached - as she did with me just minutes later when I was up in the vicinity - and started having a hissy fit.  Tracy, being more the let-live rather than an in-the-face kinda guy, borrowed Bric's ball retriever so he could give the goose all the room she wanted.  But no, she didn't like that idea, and to Tracy's utter disbelief, then rolled his golf ball, his Noodle golf ball, underneath her.  So, that would be that for that particular ball.  Tracy digs out another Noodle, takes a drop - without penalty, and gets on with his golf game while the goose gets on with her gosling hatch.  Don't expect the golf ball will suffer any neath her downy coat and expect it will be there in a week or two when the hissy goose and her brood have wondered off.  Well, maybe not - stray golf balls have a way of wandering off, too.

-Nice weather again today - go golf.