I just LOVE these stories, and think Collen Dewhurst did a magnificent job reading them. Couldn't go to bed because I couldn't stop listening.
But it's not even good writing! He only seems to speak in 10th grade metaphors. This book makes me think sports writing (for which i have always had great respect) has gone the way of all journalism, into the media trash heap. And worse, it's proof that insecure men love salacious gossip more than the women they trash. This book is gossip in a light golf bag. There is almost no golf involved, just a lot of trite wallowing. Didn't get half way through before i had to turn it off for sheer boredom. Whatever it takes to make you feel like a man Rick, and it sounds like it takes a lot.
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