A pair of senseless (aren’t they all) triple bogeys gave me an early case of golf mumbles last Sunday. I was feeling pretty low about my score as I settled in for the Texans versus the Ravens. Things would get worse.

Sadly, the extremely talented Deshaun Watson was having a Warren Moon “happy-feet” day, and the defensive secondary was having what is fast becoming their normal kind of outing. Like my sand shot from a greenside bunker that saved par by stopping two inches from the hole, their one scoring drive was fun to watch, but, ultimately, didn’t matter much.

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