Beer, guts and glory as party sways at Phoenix Open - Nick Rodger

WELL, that’s another of life’s annual little ceremonies over. I am, of course, talking about Valentine’s Day, that panic-stricken date on the calendar which leads to bumbling men like myself making blundering, half-baked romantic gestures that can be as painfully awkward as Captain Hook attempting to apply some ointment to an area of wincing sensitivity.

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