Notes from the tail end of the FedEx Cup run at the Wyndham Championship in Greensboro.

Charley Hoffman is pretty awesome, as you can see from the right. I'm not sure if I'm allowed to mention the number of f-bombs I heard him drop today, but it was a ton almost zero. Seriously though, Hoffman kind of rules. Having him paired with Daly made the majority of my day far more enjoyable.

And in the ever-clear and 20/20 vision that is hindsight, I kind of wish I hadn't semi-bashed Garrett Willis for his shrug off of a fan yesterday. It still took him about half a day to shake the bad karma, but we caught him when he made a mini-run at the Wyndham Sunday, and the dood is pretty funny.

He told someone creeping by in a clunker and slowing down to watch a tee shot that he should just "buy ah ticket", which was so solid. Of course, he's cool, but he's no Charley Hoffman.

Hoffman flew a drive to the right side of the crowd rope on 17 Sunday that caught the cart path, plugged a young fan in the arm and then skidded back into the fairway. (In case you don't believe me, proof of the plunk below.)

Little known fact about the site of this year's U.S. Open: there is a nudist colony that frequents the beach near Torrey Pines. No, seriously. They get naked and run around the beach and from said strip (bwa-ha-ha) of sand, they can see the Open workers firing up all the golf Major obstacles. Like bleachers and stuff. For the fans who will be watching.

"It's pretty much what you would see on any other beach," said [Lloyd]Johnson, the frontal man for the nudist group that frequents the scenic stretch. "People playing volleyball, throwing the Frisbee, body surfing, building sandcastles, collecting seashells. Maybe playing some backgammon."

[...]A scant 100 yards below one of the most scenic vistas in golf is a historic eye-opener of another sort. Paralleling the Torrey courses is a stretch of storied sand called Black's Beach, where they congregate in the buff below the bluff.