The man on the right (who wouldn't be able to find a gym with a GPS system) beat the man on the left Sunday afternoon.
Tiger, who apparently asked Nike to find his customary Sunday red shirt from GapKids, couldn't find a birdie down the stretch (if by stretch we mean the last 14 holes). As a result, the guy who seems to live at the gym and the range lost to a guy who must've gone through 2 packs of Marlboros on the back nine. I'm not sure what Angel is saying here, or why he's wearing that incredibly knarly medal I received for winning Number Sense back in 7th grade. It's probably went something like this, "you might be able to bench 250 lbs, but you can't lift this trophy. Hahaha!!" Tiger's retort might be, "Oh yeah? My net worth is still about a billion more than yours."
Maybe next time, Tiger. Might want to pick up a smoking habit in the interim.