John Daly's delayed hangover
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by Hogpage
I LOVE THAT GUY Somewhere in Carnoustie, Scotland there is a hotel room that has been absolutely annihilated.
The television is in bits and pieces in the parking lot. The mattress is in the bathroom. The toilet is in the bedroom. The wall separating the two is lying next to the television in the parking lot. And John Daly is asleep on the half-broken desk chair, using a Jack Daniels' bottle as his pillow. [1] In Daly's book, "In and Out of the Rough", he recalls several occasions in which hotels room were destroyed due to poor play. Several of those coming overseas when he played on a circuit in South Africa before he received his tour card. He's always been an aggressive guy. Extremely competitive. And he's always been a huge fan of whiskey. Not a good combination when you have a horrible temper, and you're just an average golfer.
In Daly's first round of the British Open yesterday, it appeared as though his hotel room would be unharmed when morning came. Maybe just a slight after stench of Jack, but hey, that only makes it better, right? He was 5-under through 11-holes. Including an eagle on the 11th, a 383-yard par-4. He was feeling good alone atop the leaderboard. But when he stepped onto the 12th tee, the repercussions of happy hour at the strip club began to take its toll.
> John Daly was atop the leaderboard at 5 under par until he dropped eight shots over the final seven holes, including a triple bogey from a greenside bunker on the par-5 14th hole.
C'mon, John. Eight shots over the final seven holes? How does that happen? What are the Scottish going to think of Arkansas now? You went from 1st to 97th in less than two hours. I guarantee hotel management was shitting themselves after they saw Daly's final score, two-over. Shivering when they saw Daly stumble in around 2 AM, breaking shit with a 4-iron while pissing all over the Carnoustie Golf Course brochures. They know the damn room is going to need massive restoration in the morning, and it's the biggest weekend of the year. They are going to pray Daly doesn't make the cut so he can get the hell out of town before he destroys another one of their rooms.
But there's one problem. When/If Daly misses the cut, he'll just get so fucked up he can't walk. Let alone hop on a plane. Another room for Mr. Daly, please.
Round one of the British Open [ SportingNews ]
