But enough about the weather
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- April
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In the “There Is No Way Anyone Is Going To Have Any Sympathy For Me” department, it’s actually been pretty cold here most of the day.
But at least the sun is now starting to shine. Tomorrow it’s supposed to be around 80, which means I might have to rip out the shorts and expose the world to my impossibly pale legs.
There are always a couple of snickers from reporters from sun belt states on weeks like this since they’ve been tan for months and my legs look like a couple of out-of-bounds stakes. I’m OK with that. Look, these are the guys who were begging for mercy when temperatures dipped into the 30s here last year while I was…well, begging for mercy, too. But I digress.
Point is, it should be a good decent week of weather, which cuts down on the whole fluke winner factor. You heard it here first. In ideal conditions, your Masters champion is a Tiger Woods or even a Jim Furyk. It’s only when Rae’s Creek risks freezing over that things get goofy.
