Weir'd

I was really enjoying the Bell Canadian Open, until about the 70th hole. I got the ominous feeling the Canada's favourite son would find a way to blow the lead. Fuck if I wasn't right. And fuck if he didn't find a way to blow advantages in the first two playoff holes.

I guess I don't really know whether he lost the playoff, since I nearly kicked in the TV when he hit into the water on the third playoff hole.

Fuck!