... as I watched Paula's third round on the TV today, and I suffered along with her horrible round. As if it wasn't enough that she was playing with the tournament leader Christie Kerr, she had to go and triple bogey the 10th and bogey the 11th on her way to an 8-over par round and a 6-over par tournament.
Although she is only 8 shots off the lead and tied for 17th place, it's unlikely that she'll stage a big comeback and win the Open.
And although I said that I'd go back if she had a chance to win, I realized that going back meant that I'd support her regardless, and the fact that she has a snowball's chance in Hell of winning the Open, I feel like I have to go back and walk with her again and support her in her unlikely quest to win the U.S. Open. That's just how it is.
She tees off at 11:50 on Sunday morning, and I'll be up at 7 and there on time, walking the course again, with the slim hope that I will be witnessing greatness and the knowledge that being a fan means that you are there to support your favorite regardless of the circumstances.
That's where I come in.