Watching Golf on TV was a Horrific Bore Until Jason Day Took a Swing and I Caught a Glimpse of His Money Maker

Can we get a golf clap for the pooper?

Ginger Cook
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Photo of Jason Day taken by Author’s husband at the BMW Championship in 2016

When I met my husband, I knew he was a golf lover. This was usually a deal-breaker for me because I viewed golf as the most boring sport on the planet, but I was willing to overlook it because he was a 10 otherwise.

I spent years taking naps or reading books on the couch while he watched golf, completely full of disdain for these wasted days.

One gloomy afternoon, I positioned myself in my favorite corner of the couch and glared at my husband while he turned on the golf channel. He ignored my glare, so I began to read and soon felt sleepy.

I snuggled deeper and reached for a blanket when by accident my eyes fell upon the screen, and two of the most glorious round butt cheeks appeared before my eyes.

I sat up straighter and asked:

WHO is that?

Hubby, none the wiser, nonchalantly replied that it was Jason Day. I responded:

I think I might watch golf with you after all.

That’s when he got a tad suspicious and hit me with the

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Ginger Cook
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Severely depressed. Anxious about everything. Sound familiar?