The dearth of Thew posts (posts unusually recognized by the incoherent rambling and multiple appearances of the words "Wie" and "over-hyped" in the same sentence) is due to his and the lovely Mrs. Thew's travel up toward Tilam land.
Actually, we are meeting in Connecticut for a golf match. In an effort to avoid the direct confrontation with me on the course (and the inevitable drubbing that occurs), he has deftly managed a team match and has cleverly paired himself up with me. The good news is we are playing the Old Man and the Kid. The bad news is we are spotting them like 1,000 strokes.
Afterward, I am heading out on vacation for a few days, but will post a hole by hole account of our match upon return.
And, Thew, when you read this, I did not say who drubs who...
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