In between the tent's front door and the golf writers' stalls you'll find this -- a creepy glassed-in massage room where all your fellow scribes can watch you be rubbed down.
I apologize, it's a "therapeutic room," which seems to insinuate that you can spend time in there without actually getting a massage. And why not since those chairs do look comfy? Thankfully, someone recognizes how cheap writers can be, allowing customers to pay by the minute. Word is the PGA has hired John Paramor to keep track of the time.
1 comment:
wow - talk about inflation ! Lucy Van Pelt (Peanuts) used to charge just 5 cents for a session.
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