Sunday final round ACE tourney on Senior tour.
Sarah and I watched Don Pooley via TIVO and therefore slightly delayed, but with no commercials of course. We start watching 90 minutes behind, but by skipping commercials and interviews, we catch up, usually right at the end. Don was playing well and had the lead alone part of Sat and Sunday. He was on the 18th green today, putting for a birdie that would give him back a share of the lead...and David called. David called and he seemed excited. It was all I could do to, at once A) talk so loud I could not hear David if he was trying to blurt out exciting news, and 2: stop the TIVO without stopping the recording. When I stopped the TIVO it went to live and it was a playoff so I had to keep yelling at David not to say a word, restart the recording downstairs, and get to another channel so I wouldn't find out what happened. Many of y'all know I am presently infirmed with bowel outrage. The above scenario is now proven NOT CURATIVE.
After a pleasant conversation with David about Other Things, we went back to the broadcast to watch Don's putt lip out, and another guy in the group behind birdie to win (theoretically Don's putt would not have meant first place.) No playoff, that turned out to be a replay.
That was 7 PM, latest. It is now 1AM. Sarah handled the whole thing relatively well--she is asleep. As it's 2AM if FL where the tournament was, I'll bet Don Pooley is asleep.
I am going to send a copy of this sad story to the New England Journal of Medicine and tell them to replace NOT CURATIVE with HARMFUL: Don't Take Phone Calls While TIVOing With Bowel Outrage! Or some such, they have professionals to handle delicate matters requiring emergent public notices.
Congratulations to Don in a good tournament; and especially to David in his budding, stimulating, dramatic career. BB