Anthony Kim, at age 24, is grabbing life by the Titleists. He’s ranked among the top 50 golfers in the world. He has earned, in my opinion, to do whatever he wants, as people that enjoy his level of success can (and should) do. But none of this really matters to Aussie Robert Allenby, who apparently is in bed by nine every night and only kisses women on the mouth with no tongue. Prude.
“Maybe we should all take the theory of Anthony Kim,” Allenby said. “Get home at 4 o’clock (in the morning) and then go shoot 6 under.”
Asked if his comments were on the record, Allenby said, “I don’t care. Ask his playing partners. Ask his team. He is the loosest cannon in that team.”
Dick. And he’s jumping the gun just a smidge. John Daly has battled his desire for alcohol, gambling and women for years, and failed miserably. Kim got drunk for one night. Allegedly. And while Kim may not enjoy the anonymity that some of us had in accumulating “life experience,” he’s still free to do so at his own peril. After all, waking up face down in a gutter with your pants around your ankles with no recollection of the last ten hours is a part of life. Pants are overrated, anyway.