Let's add another guy to the list of "More Credible Favorites" by submitting Mr. Poulter to the equation. If you're not aware of him, or couldn't guess by the photo attached, Poulter is a professional golfer. But what seperates him from the rest of the field, is how he dresses. Not exactly his golfing ability. He's known for wearing some goofy looking pants, as seen here, here, and here. Plus, he does some wacky shit with his hair and even has his own likeliness via headcover. So he's kinda like an Anna Kournikova of golf, but only I want to see him with his clothes on, not off. Ian's made the news today for being golfs "bad boy" (oh you NAUGHTY thing you):
European Tour bad boy Ian Poulter has been fined for his latest show of petulance -- smashing a tee-marker in last week's Mercedes Benz Championship in Cologne. Tour officials revealed on Wednesday at The Belfry, where the British Masters begins on Thursday, that Poulter had been penalised for the second round incident at Gut Larchenhoff's 16th tee but refused to divulge how much he had been fined.
You can kick that tee marker's little ass for all I care Ian, I want to see a show damn it. Which is what makes the hypocritical about the tour, because it's there for the entertainment for the spectators, but the players aren't allowed to the spectators that show. What if Vijay Singh challenges Sergio Garcia to a battle to the death and PGA Commish Tim Finchem calls off the match? That's not fun. I want blood damn it. Brutality is glorious.
And besides, if you think about it, beating up a tee marker isn't really that bad.
"It's not as if I've taken a samurai sword and chopped a few heads off."
Yeah c'mon dudes, you need to chill out and change your perspective and shit. Smoke some ganj or snort some crack. You cats have to remember tee markers are inanimate objects. They aren't people.
I think I'll use the same logic next time I go mailbox bombing...