Here's a little secret. I know this is supposed to be big news for a tabloid newspaper editor, but I don't give a hoot about the royal baby.
Other than the fact that, should William and Kat's offspring be a girl, will they name it for his mother, Princess Diana, the story does not do a thing for me.
I am much more interested in something else happening across the pond this weekend. That, of course, would be the British Open, or as the locals somewhat haughtily refer to it, The Open Championship.
And it's getting here just in time.
The Phillies haven't played in what seems like weeks. (Actually, they resume their post-All Star Game schedule Friday night in New York against the Mets). The Eagles have not yet assembled in South Philly (remember, they're not going to Lehigh this summer), and the Flyers and Sixers are doing their normal off-season tinkering. No, the Sixers have not yet hired a coach. I'm not in the running, by the way. Neither is Ron Hextall, he just signed to be assistant GM and seemingly heir-in-waiting for Paul Holmgren.
So if you're a golf nut like me, the British Open provides the perfect tonic (even better if accompanied by some Tanqueray!)
And, of course, there's an added bonus. Because of the time change, the competition is going on six hours ahead of our time. In other words, the guys are out on the course now, and finish up in the early afternoon.
It's perfect for an early-bird like me.
So who's going to win? Who else, Tiger of course. I know, he hasn't been at his best lately in the Majors. Specifically, he hasn't won one since the 2008 U.S. Open.
Take my word for it. That streak stops this weekend at Muirfield. And here's an added bonus. Tiger will follow that up by taking the final major of the year - The PGA - in a couple of weeks. You heard it here first.
Too bad we're not all across the pond. We could plunk down a few quid on my knowledge.
Put the house on it, Tiger wins the next two majors. Just make sure it's your house, not mine.
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