And here I was, worried that Scottie Scheffler's arrest Friday morning was gonna be the only real content-driver for us throughout the weekend.
What an idiot! This is America. The US of A. The greatest country on the planet. We are the ones who knock when it comes to the #content, and we did it AGAIN this weekend.
The drama yesterday afternoon at Valhalla was perfect. Just perfect. I'm so in on Bryson DeChambeau it ain't even funny. What a machine.
How about last night's automobile race over in North Wilkesboro? I mean, my goodness. You wanna grow the game? Start beating the piss out of each other and get the old-timers involved. That's marketing 101. Nice work, fellas.
What else? Wait … we have to get this week started off right, first.
Welcome to a Monday Nightcaps – the one where we pick up the pieces from an unreal weekend with a devilish Olivia Dunne and go from there.
OK, now … what else do y'all wanna discuss? We'll get to all the action from yesterday at the PGA, including my new favorite commentator of all time, Johnson Wagner. I think Johnson was the only person who struggled with Valhalla this weekend. Seriously, it was insane.
We'll obviously get to Bryson, make fun of ESPN's embarrassing Game 7 coverage (hey, some NBA talk!), and check in on the baseball content from over the weekend as well.
Have you seen this chick from the Blue Jays game who took a foul ball off the dome? What a knot!
Grab yourself a beer and slice of quiche for National Quiche Lorraine Day, and settle in for a Final-Full-Week-Of-May-Monday-Cap!
Let's ease into a new week with Olivia Dunne
I could start in about 25 different places today, but my vacation clock is currently reading 101 hours, so I'm in a good mood. So, we'll let Livvy Dunne kick off today's proceedings.
For those who missed it – and, frankly, I don't blame you – the big Sports Illustrated Swimsuit party was kicking ass and taking names this weekend down in Miami.
Paige Spiranac was there – as SeanJo noted yesterday. Christen Harper – Jared Goff's fiancée – was there. It was a veritable who's who in the smokeshow influencer game. We had content through the roof, because this was essentially their Super Bowl.
Who can post the thirstiest trap? Who can steal the show? Who can grab all of social media by the nuts and demand the most attention?
When Paige broke out her see-through dress yesterday, I thought it was over. Like Xander on the 18th green with a pressure-packed putt staring him in the face, I thought Paige called game.
But then Olivia Dunne – the newest First Lady of Pittsburgh – dropped this bomb on the internet late last night, and, unlike Valhalla, we suddenly had ourselves a playoff:
The PGA Championship was electric, but nothing held a candle to Johnson Wagner
What a content bender we're getting out of Livvy Dunne right now. She may no longer be an LSU gymnast, but it appears that was only holding her back.
She's the Queen of Pittsburgh, may single-handedly save Major League Baseball this summer, and she managed to steal the show at a Sports Illustrated party. Do you know how hard that is? I think we're on the brink of The Summer of Livvy.
Move over, George!
Now, while our girl was pumping out elite content in South Beach, Golf Channel's Johnson Wagner was putting on an absolute clinic at Valhalla.
When someone today tries to bitch about how easy the course played this weekend, simply show them these clips of Johnson and watch their opinion switch on a dime.
What a legend:
The Bryson DeChambeau career arc is amazing
Honestly, I've always thought the one thing missing from the truly perfect golf broadcast was amateurs out there trying to hit shots these guys do. They all make it look so damn easy, and I feel like we take it for granted.
Johnson Wagner may have just answered the call. I know he's (probably) a good golfer, but this display was the most electric thing I've ever seen on the Golf Channel. What if they just had Johnson tee it up after the last group each tournament, and mimic one shot per hole for all 18 holes? I would 100000% watch that.
If it's anything like the above content, he'd have his own channel before lunch. Amazing. Love this dude.
And dammit, I love Bryson DeChambeau. For years, I feel like we've all been looking for the Next Tiger. Not in the playing sense, but in the emotional sense. We've all been dying for that one pistol each and every tournament that gives us the shot of adrenaline like Tiger did back in his glory days.
I think it's officially Bryson. The fist-pumps, the reactions after each shot, the raw emotion. I used to despise Bryson DeChambeau. Hated him. Feel like most of us did.
But in about 24 months, he's gone from insufferable to maybe the most likable player in the world. What an arc.
ESPN hits another new low, Blue Jays girl, A's girl & fan girl
Bingo. Right there. I didn't even plan to use a tweet to further my point, but I just stumbled upon that one last second and it spoke to me.
Honest to goodness, if there is anyone who can bring all the golf world back together, I think it's Bryson.
Plus, there's a chance he's secretly dating Paige Spiranac, and I'll never, ever let go of that dream.
OK, rapid-fire time on the way out … first up? The ESPN/Stephan A. love affair with the Knicks yesterday was the most pathetic thing I've ever seen on that woke station. I hate the NBA, so I obviously didn't watch a second, but I'm so glad Indiana won. Piss off, ESPN.
It's just so embarrassing. The Knicks, Cowboys, Jets, LeBron, and, inexplicably, BRONNY James. That's literally all they talk about over there.
And if you think I'm lying …
The only time that place is watchable is during college football season, and that's only because we have to. And now I have to watch it at 3:30s during the fall, too. Can't wait!
Next? let's quickly head to the diamond to check in on three very different weekends from a trio of baseball gals:
PEAK NASCAR guy takes us into the week
A ton to break down there …
The Blue Jays fan … we buyin' it?
That's an unreal battle wound, but I also feel like if she stayed to the end of the game with a knot like that on her noggin, she would've died. Feel like there's no chance she didn't go straight to the hospital, right? Maybe I'm wrong. I dunno. Either way, send her a damn ball. It's better than a lawsuit.
The woman with the glasses? I can't stop watching. Maybe the smoothest move I've ever seen executed.
Welcome back to class, A's announcer Jenny Cavnar! That's three straight weeks now, and each call seems to be worse than the last. I keep wanting to give her the benefit of the doubt, but my God, this one is just so bad.
PS: that ball was murdered. What a bomb.
OK, that's all I've got today. Since we already played our Livvy Dunne card earlier, here's an equally impressive influencer narrating last night's NASCAR fight at North Wilkesboro.
Now let's go have a week.
OutKick Nightcaps is a daily column set to run Monday through Friday at 4 p.m. (roughly, we’re not robots).
Is Bryson officially a fan-favorite? Email me at Zach.Dean@OutKick.com.
