AI Eve

'twas the night before AI-XIV and all through the house
stood posters and bottles and trophies and balls and tees and CDs and DVDs and....

As AI-XIV looms before us like an SUV being driven by a moron talking/texting on a cellphone, we reflect.

Jim & Kate are motoring south, stopping at various historic sites to reenact Civil War battles and have a sandwich. Moreover, and this could be the biggest news of the yet to begin AI - they have a GPS unit in their car. Really. And a laptop.

Gordon is preparing by playing softball rather than golf. We expect a long list of injuries and a large bottle of pills.

Rich has implied that he has taken delivery of a secret weapon that will lead him to victory assuming he has untangled himself from his Villegas putt reading posture.

Mitch has met again with the Handicap Committee and, like 'read my lips' Bush 41 is amending the Final Handicaps that were posted last week.

Herewith, the final final handicaps for AI-XIV**

REEF: 21
GORDON: 20
HEIMSCH: 16
BURKE: 12
**-subject to revision if we have third thoughts about it.