Last year's Monday playoff between Tiger Woods and Rocco Mediate was about the most thrilling televised golf ever -- and that was before we knew how messed up Tiger's knee was. This year, by Saturday afternoon we were convinced this would be the biggest U.S. Open stinker ever, but surprise! Monday's rain-delayed chase to the final hole was compelling stuff. In both cases, at least you got to skip out of the office and catch lunch at a sports bar where an impromptu gallery of chicken wing eaters could cheer for David Duval's charge.
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