Arrr, Rory be shoutin’ at a scallywag’s caddy jibe, “Hush yer blabberin’, matey!” at the Genesis shindig!
2025-02-17
Arrr, matey! Rory McIlroy be havin’ a tempestuous weekend at Torrey Pines! When a scallywag dared speak ill of his trusty caddie, Harry Diamond, our lad snapped like a ship’s mast in a storm! A right ruckus, I tell ye! Avast, ‘tis the life of a golfin' pirate!
Ahoy mateys! Gather 'round fer a tale of the grand Rory McIlroy, a scallywag of the golf seas, whose sails were caught in a tempest at Torrey Pines, where the winds of fortune turned against 'im! After a series o’ blunders on the green, the lad found himself shiverin' in the T-17th spot, much to the delight o’ the landlubbers in the crowd.One pesky fan, brazen as a cannonball, shouted, "Blame yer caddie!" And what did McIlroy do? He unleashed a volley of words, sayin', "Shut the f— up!" A right tempest erupted, all because of a missed putt that slipped by like a ghost ship in the fog.
Now, this caddie, Harry Diamond, be a loyal mate since 2017, their friendship deeper than Davy Jones' locker! But alas, McIlroy's putting woes be haunting 'im since the cursed U.S. Open, where he let two short putts vanish into the abyss!
But fear not, for just earlier this year, our hero claimed the treasure of $3.6 million at the AT&T Pebble Beach Pro-Am, besting Shane Lowry by a mere two strokes! So, let the critics mutter and grumble 'n while they be pointin' fingers, McIlroy and his trusty caddie shall sail on, seeking the next prize on the horizon!