What I liked
A divorce, losing a best friend, and Sandy facing the fact that he doesn’t have too many more days to live chafes my heart. Not many men have the fortitude to stick themselves in front of an audience praying for blood and, not only give them that, but give them reason to look forward to hugging their loved one or smelling some freshly cut grass.
Sandy’s hits HIT. He tosses balls in the crowd (I Love Catching Things!). He talks about alligators (He’s Right! They Shouldn’t Be On A Fairway!). He frankly discusses his financials (I Wish I Could Win The Lottery!). I look forward to his next tour.
What I didn't like
I was laughing my f*ck*ng a*s off the whole G*dd*amned time so I probably missed something so I’m telling myself, “Sh*t why the fu*k are my eyes tearing up? It’s not like I’m walking my daughter down the aisle again!” So feedback would be for myself to start exposing myself to Sandy more, so I don’t get so gosh darn f**k*ng weak in the knees.
My overall impression
Sandy McCloud ripped my guts up. He took his classics and recreated them with a new gusto. Far from a farewell tour, McCloud demonstrates he has more than enough vigor to play beyond his 18th hole. An honest portrayal of loneliness in a social sport.
