The New York Times -
11 Feb 2013 19:52
Brandt Snedeker sat alone at the far end of a bar in Carmel called A.W. Shucks, the perfect name for an oyster bar, the perfect spot for a Tennessee golfer with his mop of strawberry blond hair and innocence to his freckled-face that belies how fiercely he wants to win.
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