The erections that Jim Nance and Johnny Miller produce whenever they are able to work Tiger Woods name into a golf tournament broadcast. Which is, of course, whenever possible.
Jim Nance: Tom Watson hurt his elbow on the 6th Hole.
Johnny Miller: Tiger Woods has elbows.
Jim Nance: The elbows of a champion as a matter of fact.
(off camera)
Johnny Miller: Are you pants getting tighter?
Jim Nance: Oh Yeah, we're sporting woods!
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. PenguinBooks,1992. p. 38)