With my own father on the other side of the continental U.S., I celebrated with my VA padre, Char. Grilled some steaks, observed him tinkering around the yard landscaping, and watched the U.S. Open on HD. There really wasn't a better way to watch it, so here's the abbreviated version of how it all went:1:00 Brett arrives and we haul out to Fairfax in sweetness, where we find Char toiling in the yard like Tiger to make a single birdie putt and Baddelley not to cry after the first hole.
3:00 Tiger tees off, Baddelley tanks, and Angel lights up on some fairway.
3:30 to 6:00 15 holes later. Pittsburyk surges, Tiger keeps paring, and Angel flicks bud onto fairway and finishes +5.
6:30 Char begins the grilling and Brett finishes bathing sweetness. We break out the TV trays for the 17th and 18th, Tiger's last hope. Angel takes another drag.
6:45 Bunker shot on 17 is really the final straw. Another par. To 18, never mind, he lost by a stroke.
7:00 Angel stands on some walkway cheering forever, eventually realizing he actually needs to go down and get the trophy.
7:30 Angel points and laughs as he walks past Tiger and receives the cup via translator. Muy bueno! Laughing as you walk past Tiger is ballsy.
7:45 Angel signs deal with Marlboro and converts trophy into world's largest ash tray.
