Whoever said that ‘Rainy days and Mondays always get me down” must not have been into athletes. I realize today is Sunday, and not raining, but regardless, Sunday and Monday are beautiful days for Tiger Woods and Floyd Landis.

TIGER WINS 3RD BRITISH OPEN

It was an emotional win for Tiger Woods as he captured his 11th major title and 3rd British Open. There were about 9,500 fans awaiting the sexy beast as he rolled onto the 18th hole and broke down into tears when he tapped it in for the victory. “After the last putt, I realized my dad’s never going to see this again, and I wish he could have seen this one last time,” Woods said at the trophy presentation. “He was out there today keeping me calm. I had a very calm feeling the entire week, especially today…I miss my dad so much and I wish he was here to watch this.” There’s no doubt in my mind that Earl Woods is the proudest man in the afterlife right now. Love, kisses and congratulations to one of the most humble, beautiful, classy and talented Athlebrities alive. It wouldn’t be the same without you Tiger.

STOP DEMONIZING THE “CHILDREN”

Dick Pound, recently announced future and possible steroid testing for amateur golfers. My initial reaction was are you kidding me? I was convinced that the next generation of golfers would be plagued with the young, hot and hip. However, it took one image of our “next-generation” to scare some sense into me. If this scary “Tiger Woods” fan-child represents the next generation of golfers, I say test the hell outta ‘em. People, pa-leeze, stop face-painting your children.

FACE PAINTERS GROW UP TO BE STREEKERS

And yet another naked Mensa reject from the ‘fathers for justice’ protest group, descended upon the British Open. Paint bombs were thrown onto the 18th green during the final round, and then he appeared. The streeker. I’m actually getting used to these guys. But can’t the ‘group’ represent themselves a little bit better by grabbing our attention with a hottie instead of a bozo? I also find it hard to belive that this man actually fathered a child with a sober and willing partner.

VIVA LA LANDIS!

Take that France! For the 8th straight year, an American has won the Tour De France. This time, the honor goes to Floyd Landis from my hometown of San Diego, California. (Way to represent Landis!) Landis’ stunning victory came one day after the hottie dropped from 1st to 11th. Adding to his astounding victory, Landis competed with an “arthritic hip” and will undergo hip-replacement surgery when he returns home. “Never stop believing,” said Landis from atop the victory podium.

HILLARY CLINTON and ALONZO MOURNING?

Senator Hillary Clinton addressed the World Transplant Congress at the Veterans Memorial Auditorium in Bawston today. Hillary addressed more than 6,000 worldwide delegates who attended the first international joint-organizational transplant conference. But the yummy part of this convention has to do with Alonzo Mourning. Zo took the stage after Hillary and spoke about his personal battle with kidney disease. Zo has personally lead a campaign to raise about $4 million to assist in research, education and financial aid to patients who can’t afford the proper medicines. (Like who can in the country?) Support Zo and his good deeds by checking out Zo’s Fund for Life. www.zosfundforlife.org

BLAKE BENDS RODDICK OVER

James Blake spanked Andy Roddick during the RCA Championships today, effectively replacing Roddick as the highest-ranked American hottie. “I feel like I’ve kind of earned the No. 5 ranking,” Blake said. “but I know (Roddick) will be better than that. It’s nice to see the old Andy. I look for him to be number one or two in this U.S. Open series.”

This gives Blake his 6th career ATP win, and his 3rd victory this year. “It’s the best I’ve ever played, then better,” he said. “That’s what I had to do against Andy.” As for Andy relocating his mojo? “For six months, I’ve been hearing I don’t know how to play tennis,” Roddick said. “You don’t get to number one, number two, number three without knowing how to play tennis. I’ve been playing badly for a while … My confidence has been restored.” Andy may have his confidence back, but I ain’t buying it. Not just yet anyway. Roddick did, however, find some groove during the doubles-tourney, which he and Bobby Reynolds were the victors of.

On a final note, I absolutely must give props to the antichrist of golf, John Daly, his expanding belly, and his tobacco use on the course. If we could lock John Daly and Vlade Divac in the same bar during happy hour and film it for a reality show, we’d have a hit like the world has never seen. Add some Ron Artest, a little bit of Rodman, and put me behind the bar. The surreal life gone cray-zee!

What a beautiful Sunday. That’s it for now. As always, thanks for reading. Delinda