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An Afternoon With John Daly (Including His Sunday 'Diet' and the 'Wal-Mart Crowd')


Notes from the FedEx Cup at the Wyndham Championship in Greensboro.


On Saturday, I heard from a very reliable source that John Daly's intake during Monday's Wyndham Pro-Am included (over 18 holes): 21(!) cigarettes, eight Diet Cokes and four bags of M&M's.

My response was, initially: "Get the #%^@ out" and secondly, "Okay, now I have to actually follow Daly on Sunday and write this all down."

Yeah, a pretty repulsive way to spend an entire Sunday afternoon, right? Well, I've had worse. Until today.

What follows is kind of like a "Where's Waldo?" game for cigarettes and Diet Coke. Don't bother looking for any water -- I'm pretty sure Daly hasn't had a sip of water since at least 2002. Originally, I was going to post a picture of every cig and every Diet Coke, but ...

It wouldn't be a Daly round if I didn't have to fight through what some anonymous people referred to as "the Wal-Mart crowd". And by "fighting" I mean "taking tons of pictures of people in jorts (jeans + shorts - belt) and Mason Crosby jerseys". And the fans, folks, are way, way more entertaining at this stage of his career.


(Seriously, WTF.)




10:30 a.m. One DC and ... oh, what's that? Daly's caddy is the same guy who was managing his finances from Hooters? Seems like a solid business decision.



Another solid business decision? Purchasing this shirt:



I honestly have no idea how he didn't smoke a cig until the second hole, but right then and there I knew we weren't getting 21 (it's also worth noting he didn't smoke on 1, 9, 10 or 18 ... ) Of course, my day had already been made -- see above.



Diet Coke number two? Or just an excuse to show this freaking bag? You decide.



"The laaaaaaaaaand of the freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ..."
(Actually, you may recall that this is a Woody Austin special Buick shirt.)



"Annnnd the hoooome of the braaaaaaaaaaaaaaavvvvvvvvvvvvve."



See, if I were a jerk or not a completely objective and man of the people type guy, I would caption this photo of a 10 year old kid's hand as: "Wow, I could have sworn they sold fingernail clippers at Wal-Mart."



Putting out the vibe.



"Dude. I've got a press pass. Get bent."



Looks like an inside job.



And, since Daly didn't burn a heater on 18, I might as well tell you that he smoked 12 cigarettes, drank four Diet Cokes, didn't drink a single drop of water and didn't take a bite of food for the entire 18 holes. Yeah, I was kind of disappointed too, at least until this happened right in front of the 18th tee:

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