John Daly found himself behind a daggum tree on Thursday and damn if the result wasn't the most amazing set of photographs. I mean ... look at this man.
Look at the hair, flowing and white. Look at the shirt, blue and filled with sponsors. And those pants. Just ... those pants. If you don't feel something when you see those pants, you're not American, friend.
I pledge allegiance to John's pants, of the United States of America. We could hang those suckers up on a pole and they'd probably be pretty dang close to an actual flag, size and all.
Look at the detail there, the pearly-white shoes poking out from underneath the flag pants. And look at those hindparts, leaning ever so slightly in a relaxed "DOOOOOOOON'T CAAAAAAAAARE" manner. John Daly is an American Hero.
Now let's tie it all together...
This photo is just perfect. Daly, returning from his trip to the woods, with a cigarette in hand. The young man looking like he's watching his hero walk away. And, of course, the pants.
And remember, Daly isn't at a tournament in America. No, he traveled to Hong Kong and threw on a pair of pants meant to resemble the American flag. LOVE IT OR LEAVE IT.