With coolness channeled from a Scottish Highlander and a Paris cat burglar, Tom Watson stalked the course, gaining fans each day.  Who wouldn't cheer for their grandfather?  Everyone but Stewart Cink and family, that's who.

Tom Watson shocked everyone, especially the Tiger-centric media, by generating a playoff at the British Open. 

For this grand weekend, Watson grabbed the attention and adoration of the gallery, television fans and amazed media.  "What will we do now that you-know-who missed the cut!" screamed the media and front runner golf fans. 

At 59, Watson truly shocked the world, a phrase greatly overused, yet finally appropriate, without winning, but by surviving to the playoff.

Yes, Watson would have been a wonderfully 'experienced' champion.   The overuse of "geezer" and ABC's ability to show more commercials than shots was tiring.

Watson succeeded without cursing, club throwing, pouting or general 2-year-old actions. 

Watson's play was magnified by his ability to keep the ball on the fairway and drain long putts on rounds one thru three. 

Watson bogeyed away the lead on the 18^th as his ten foot putt yakked right and the tournament went to a four hole playoff with Stewart Cink. 

Playoff action:  The British Open playoff is the aggregate score from four holes, the 5^th, 6^th, 17^th and 18^th.  This uses the close proximity of the holes and three different par levels. 

The Open effectively ended on the 17^th as Watson's tee shot stayed left and it took Watson two shots to get out of the three foot tall rough. 

No one could have stopped Cink with his magnificent play on these four playoff holes as he won by six strokes.  Can you feel a bit of empathy for both players?  Watson for losing and Cink for being the "Oh, please don't let him win" guy?

We can only think of how Watson will carry this, forever, knowing how close he was to the Claret Jug, on his last possible entry to the British Open.  Don't worry, be happy Tom.  You gained a legion of new fans and a story that will last as long as Old Tom Morris.

Ok, it's been a week of stupid.

There are so many items.

Josh Howard was elected to the All Star Game and he's been out for over a month.  Wait, I thought only Yankees and Sawks players got that automatic election.

Then Tiger Woods, ultimate media darling, recieved the ultimate reach-around from the 4-letter network...Tom Watson, who cares,doesn't get shown on tv cuz he's 59. Let's show every Woods shot into the bunker!  WTF!  We fans do care!  Show us the leaders, dammit.

Lance Armstrong had a flat tire and it wasn't a beer!  That ain't news!

My PC was infected and I was out of action for six days.  That's news, unless my name is Obama and I can't chuck a baseball over the plate!  ****!  Let's have another election now.

For the ump-teenth year, the NL lost the All Star game!  Shocking, unless you actually give Bud credit for helping make the game matter.  AL wins home field in the World Series!

Bobbie Bowden, please shaddup!  FSU has institutional control issues.  Give em the Death Penalty!   The entire Freshman class cheated on Music Masterpieces.

The USA Network has almost wrapped up the first half of Burn Notice!  Hey, they deserve credit.

T.O. opened his mouth again, this time to Ryan Seacrest(spelling)l, insert your own joke.

The British Open is captivating the males of the world this weekend, so ladies, go buy some lingerie and flout it after 2pm ET and you guy will buy you a new hutch.  I promise, or my name ain't Ethan Allen.

This just in Brett Favre just farted.  Story to follow at 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10, etc. on Warts Center!