He goes "my swing felt good. Man I had 70s right there."

He's giving us swing by swing updates, which we knew he would

I go, Brady watch this. He'll tell us he shot 83 with 3 doubles and a triple.

You have to pump him up. "Believe. Keep it up Warden"

We lost contact with him. He was probably more worried about his shirt being tucked in though, you see.

You know what that mother fucker shot? 83!

83!

...83! I missed the prediction by one double!

He starts describing the greens, and throwing excuses like always....you know, making his 83 sound like 74

I go "woulda coulda shoulda, no excuses." you know what he says?

"beers got me"....throws out an immediate excuse!

That mother fucker always has an excuse!

He says the greens were tucked like the players....the photo he sent had the easiest pin position with a backstop that fed to the pin.

....Listen to what he says next.

This cocksucker says it's harder than the bear and shot 10 strokes worse at Mr. Nicklaus' place!