I've seen lots of things on the golf course over the years that make my stomach churn. Chief among them, until this week, was my mother-in-law's swing, which was golf's equivalent of Elaine's dance in that unforgettable Seinfeld episode. More hinges, reverse pivots, fancy footwork and expletives than you can imagine.
She had to give up the game a couple of years back because of her advancing years, which was bad for her but good for the overall aesthetics of the game.
I thought I was out of the woods until I got a gander at John Daly being interviewed by a TV crew while playing golf shoeless and ... yuck... shirtless.
Then I read that the New York Daily News alleges that a prominent baseball player who won two Cy Young Awards while pitching for the Jays (I can't name him just in case the allegations are untrue and he decides to get litigious) had a romantic dalliance with one of Daly's ex-wives.
The ex-wife doesn't deny it, assuming responsibility for her actions, which makes her a cut above her ex-husband, ethically anyhow.
Daly, who was golf's Everyman when he was balancing his honky-tonk lifestyle with great, albeit erratic, performances on the course, has lost it.
If you don't believe it after watching that YouTube video, then what about his outright lie this week that his former instructor Butch Harmon had apologized to him for saying the most important thing to Daly "is getting drunk"?
Daly told the media that Harmon had called and apologized, to which Harmon said: "That story is complete BS. John Daly called me last Thursday and said, 'Pro, you killed me. I lost all my contracts.'"
You'll notice on the YouTube clip that Daly is wearing an Arkansas Razorbacks cap, not a golf manufacturer's logo.
The self-destructive incidents are innumerable. As Harmon said, "This is just another strange chapter in the John Daly saga. He takes no responsibility for anything."
The real tragedy is that golf is all Daly has, or has ever had. In the YouTube clip, the interviewer asks him which he would rather be: A pro golf or a rock star. Daly chooses the former.
"I love golf too much," he says.
The feeling is no longer mutual.