Justin Timberlake in Scotland trying to get out of a bunker. Not an easy shot with an uphill lie like that but it coulda been worse. It coulda been right up against that lip, which is what happened to me on Tuesday when I took a f&cking 9 on a par 5, using 3 strokes to get out of a ridiculous sand trap, ultimately screwing up what was looking like a career best round. Sigh.
But I digress. The point is – Pip loves golf too. Pip loves it so much he says he’s a 6 handicap and supposedly wants to try his hand at going pro – at least according some rubbish UK rag which, as far as random made-up stories go, is probably as absurd as it gets. Because while I’ve no doubt he’s naturally gifted, going pro is a full time frickin’ job. And given that the boy tours half his life and spends the other half writing for Madonna and complaining about being exploited and wasting time with that trifling tart Jessica Biel, I’m thinking whoever reported this ass of a lame ass story needs to learn a little more about the game.
I’m telling you, unless he quits showbiz for an extended period of time and dedicates every working hour of the day to golf, there is no way. And even then there may still be no way. And trust me, if he plays golf, he knows that….though with the size of his ego, I suppose it is possible…
Still, mad props to Pippy for playing golf the real way and carrying his own clubs instead of riding around on a cart. Me likey…though, um, don’t mean to be a bitch but is that a bald spot? My dad went bald at 25 too and he’s the cutest thing ever.