Yeah, that's just what they need at the U.S. Open... rain.
Because, you know, it isn't bad enough that the course is practically impossible and the players are all imploding with poor shot after poor shot.
As Mahan and Mickelson arrive at the 14th green, the rain is just now letting up and the sun coming out. It's the first good sign in a while for a tournament that has gotten to the point that it takes itself waaayyyy too seriously and seems to believe that making the best male golfers on the planet look silly is its ultimate goal.
I'm glued to my set for the Masters. I don't leave the couch for the British Open. Even the PGA has me hooked.
But the U.S. Open? I can't be bothered any more. I don't tune in to the NBA Finals to watch LeBron James run a nail strewn floor and shoot at a moving basket; I tune in to see him look like a God, to do things with a basketball that I could never dream of doing. I don't watch the Olympics to see the world's best sprinters dodge alligators on their way to the finish line. I watch the Olympics to be blown away by Usain Bolt.
So why tune in to the U.S. Open if all I'm going to see if bogey after bogey and every player in red numbers? Do I really enjoy watching Rickie Fowler hit it into the grand stand? Phil Mickelson hit from the deep rough off the fairway into the deeper rough off the green? Steve Stricker score a triple bogey?
Idiotic. And not exciting
Odd, however. I tried to call the USGA to complain about this but they're no longer answering their phones...