That was the only shot of the tournament I saw live, flying back from Dallas with the grandkids, guy ahead of me was watching it. It's always great when a middling player catches fire, implodes, and then regains his groove to win a big one.
It was a non-Alabama sports weekend, which means I didn't watch any of it. I had to search just now and see if the NBA or NHL finals were over. I read Rick Bragg and Brian Kilmeade on the flights Thursday and Sunday, and we did grandparent things for four days - water park, trampoline park, resort wandering, American Girl store experience.
I'm sitting here, having caught up with the latest salvos from Israel and Iran, read the latest on a pitiful human who kills for political views, and struggling to figure out which democrat the NYT considers least defective for mayor...all the while, I've got a couple of articles open on stablecoins and I'm trying to decide it they're worth my time and effort. I'm curious, and a bit of me wants to stay relevant, but I may just go for a walk.
