It should come as no surprise then to learn that Daly is somewhat of a cult legend among college males. Think about it. Sure he's fat, but he likes to party, has an alcohol problem, a gambling problem, chain smokes, doesn't take shit from anybody, makes awful decisions that are hilarious, and oh by the way- he's an awesome golfer. He is what every college male aspires to be.
To take that thought one step further. He crushes the ball of the tee, his on course antics are frowned upon by the tour, and he loves boobs. He is the real life version of Happy Gilmore (the one that knows how to putt).
In case you missed it, Daly got so drunk at a Hooters in Winston-Salem, that he passed out on the ground outside. Paramedics showed up and Daly refused to go to the hospital. In fact he was pissed that the paramedics were even called.
"The bus driver called 911 because my eyes were open,'' Daly said. "I said, 'What's going on?' He said, 'We thought you were dead.' Anybody who knows me ... when I'm tired, I sleep with my eyes open. They know it takes awhile to wake me up.''
Let me just say that seeing someone asleep with their eyes open is freaky. Throw in that he's hammered and fat, and I'm probably calling the paramedics too.
To quote my buddy Zanz (who said it about Daryl Strawberry), "This man can do no wrong in my eyes. And he's done a lot of wrong in his life."
He is literally like a trainwreck. I want to look away, but I just can't.
No shirt, No shoes, and somebody is going to service him
Whenever I'm hitting my driver off the tee in golf I use a tall tee. Never did I think about using a tall boy.
Thanks to John in Ossining, NY for the creative influence.
2 comments:
I think we extend an invite to long john daly for the next gold jacket invitational
You can't go wrong with a fat alcoholic irishman, even if he does happen to be lights out on the golf course (not typical for an irishman). How is Bristol? Has the hazing stopped yet?
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