The Annual PGA Merchandise Show was held last week in Orlando. My invitation must have been lost in the mail though, no worries, guys. I can only wonder of the new products expected to infect— I mean bless the golf market over the coming year. Then again, I understand why they felt they could go about their business without me. I haven’t bought a new club in four years (basically I play with my clubs until they’re so worn down I start whiffing because a hole has been worn right through the sole), meaning I’m probably not the demographic ...

Tom Brady is once again dumbfoundingly, quietly having a better year than Peyton Manning, Michael Vick, Donovan McNabb, EVERYONE! Tommy is the best QB in the NFL hands down. And he’s also the only NFL player, make that remotely famous person (not counting Fingers the Starter at the neighorhood muni. . .he’s more of a local legend) I’ve played a round of golf with. Of course, this was back in his University of Michigan days where naturally, he was overshadowed in Ann Arbor by some high school hotshot who went on to be one of the most dissappointing recruits ever ...

When’s the last time you saw a raging bull slain on the green in a PGA tournament? Chi-Chi Rodriguez come back! Golf needs your art of “showboating"! Frankly, we need more showboaters out there. A simple wave to the crowd, or if the golfer is feeling a bit devilish a pump of the fist with a flying back kick, just won’t cut it in ol’ 2005. From now on, if you drain a 15-footer to go ahead of your playing partner, give him a good stare-down. Even better, walk over to his wife and tell her something along the lines ...