What a chilling (relaxing) day, short run in the morning followed by practically a day of watching the British Open which was good viewing Except for a period where I'd had one too many glasses of wine and fell asleep.
Tiger Woods took it in a very emotional finish. I couldn't help feeling compassion towards him since it was his first big win since his father had died. Though I hadn't seen his wife before and the inevitable meandering thought of trophy wife infiltrated my mind. Also Tiger looked older without his hat on. Possibly with a receeding hair line. The runner up was equally emotional - Chris (something) his mother had died a few days earlier. Els was a dissappointment, especailly yesterday having drawn Tigger as his partner. I don't think Els was able to take the pressure of playing with Tiger, perhaps it's something Tiger does when he plays anyone. His serious attitude and no nonsense way about him. Or his brilliant golfing skills. It worked whatever it was.
