My boy Snedeker let me down yesterday, so I’m not starting my week off with a breakdown of the Masters. I didn’t have him in a pool. I’m not a Vanderbilt alum and I’m not from Nashville. I just liked his style on Saturday, so I took him as my horse in the race on Sunday. His eagle early had me feeling good, but then he folded like a cheap tent.
Instead, I’m starting my week off about as far from Amen Corner as you can get by giving you a little taste of the latest dance craze sweeping the globe.
Tecktonik originated in France, but is spreading across Europe like herpes in Hollywood and I want you, my friends, to be hip to these new body gyrations.
If you dig slim-fitting jeans, tight t-shirts and bright body accessories, you should take some lessons here and impress all your friends and neighbors at this weekend’s BBQ. Godspeed.