I don’t mean to make Rick Reilly feel old, but as a kid I used to run to the mailbox on Thursday, grab my new copy of Sports Illustrated, flip to the back, and drop everything to read his latest back-page column.
Sometimes he’d make me laugh, other times he’d make me cry. He’d rarely disappoint.
So, it was with great anticipation that I dove into reading Reilly’s latest book, “So Help Me Golf,” which was released last month (Hatchette Books, $29.)