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When you’re young, particularly if you grow up in an environment of stability and privilege, you don’t realize that much of the world is made up of damaged, broken people.

My father was a lawyer and politician; my mother worked as a newspaper editor, then eventually became a journalism professor. We were not rich — in fact, there was a time, shortly after I was born when my parents had very little money — but the life I led growing up in Missoula, Montana was almost entirely absent of strife or drama. When I watched things like The Cosby Show or Family Ties, I saw reflections of my own day-to-day experiences: Stern but loving parents; annoying but earnest siblings. There were vacations with sing-a-longs, arguments that ended in hugs, bills that were paid on time and family portraits at Christmas. My friends seemed to live a similarly idyllic existence. We understood that addictions and infidelities existed. They just weren’t present in our lives (as far as we knew).


Partially because of that privilege, The Jerry Springer Show, which became nationally syndicated when I was a freshman in high school, offered a window into a world that was as foreign as it was fascinating. I cannot pinpoint when it became appointment television for my friends and I, but I vividly recall dozens of teenage afternoons when we leered and gawked at the parade of misfits Springer welcomed on his show, people willing to shamelessly reveal their torrid affairs, and brawl over the fallout.

It felt more like a trip to the zoo than it did an afternoon talk show most of the time. I’d never seen a lion in the wild, just like I’d never seen a stripper confess she’d been having an affair with her husband’s brother, but I could observe each from a safe distance and suffer no lasting damage. If you were home sick, the episodes could feel oddly comforting, a quick dose of mindless escapism or schadenfreude to pass the hours as you nibbled on toast or Saltine crackers.

There was no humiliation that seemed beneath the show. A man once showed up to confess he’d married his horse. Hillbillies fought each other, shirtless, over unpaid utility bills. Strippers appeared out of nowhere like summer squalls, wreaking havoc and ripping out weaves, upending countless (already doomed) relationships. Sometimes a virgin got catfished, or a serial cheater was exposed as being neck-deep in baby mama drama. Furniture was frequently thrown. Tops got ripped off. More than once, a Nazi or Ku Klux Klan member got his ass kicked, which is especially satisfying considering, in 2023, the same kind of people get to befriend Kanye West and wave around tiki torches without catching a beating.


It was America’s weird underbelly exposed for entertainment, and Springer — a man who was once the mayor of Cincinnati, and whose parents escaped the Holocaust during World War 2 — seemed to float above it all. He was never the draw of his own messy circus, he was merely the master of ceremonies, gently nudging his damaged and somewhat-deranged guests to spill their tea so the audience (both in the studio and those watching at home) could sneer with glee or disgust, then chant his name when the inevitable eruption occurred. My friends and I enjoyed it so much, we paid for a VHS version of “Uncensored Jerry Springer Tales!” to be shipped to our house. My one recollection was that we found it mildly disappointing, our expectations raised too high by the promise of mayhem and chaos unsuitable for television.


Was it exploitative? Without question. Even though the guests signed on to be willing participants and air their messiest laundry, Springer certainly preyed on Americans’ bottomless appetite to be famous, if sometimes for the strangest reasons. The frequency that trans people were cast as the driver of relationship drama was, at best, abhorrent. Supposedly the show offered counseling to any guest who wanted it, though it’s hard to imagine many took them up on it. The point of Springer was to be the messiest version of yourself on screen, not go on the show with the expectation that any of your problems would be fixed.

Springer, to his credit, never seemed interested in judging his guests or their choices, he believed he was offering a stage to the kind of people that television wanted to ignore. He didn’t traffic in celebrity worship. He instead shined a spotlight on the kind of people who fill out every city and every town in the world, people who are trying to get by and live with — or hide — their desires or their mistakes.


“We didn’t have any celebrities on our show, just regular folks with no fame, little if any wealth, and very little influence,” Springer 

said on the program’s 25th anniversary.

 “It’s folks just taking a moment, which they rarely if ever get, to let the world know something about what they are thinking, feeling or doing. Admittedly it’s often crazy or outside the norm of accepted behavior, but what I’ve learned over our quarter century of shows is that deep down we are all alike. Some of us just dress better.”

When the news trickled out that Springer died this week at age 79, I realized I hadn’t thought about him in years. No one in 2023 needs a sick day if they want to tap into cringy drama; they can pull it up on their phone in seconds while waiting for their Starbucks order. Some people are convinced Springer opened the door to the further degradation of society, but the truth is, he more likely revealed than inspired it. Instead of the Jerry Springer Show, we have Instagram, Twitter or Reddit at our fingertips. People now embarrass themselves daily, and for free, hoping it will lead to bigger things.


Springer’s passing did allow me to revisit my naive teenage innocence and all the messes I’ve lived through since. I don’t know anyone who married his horse, but my friends and I — the same people who watched Springer regularly with bemused curiosity — now know a little about divorce and addiction, about heartbreak and drama. I’ve lived through some things that would make a decent episode of voyeuristic television. (Most of us have, by the time we reach a certain age.) When you become an adult, you grasp that no one’s life is the Cosby Show. Even the Cosby Show feels more sinister than Springer, considering what we now know about its creator.

Jerry Springer was not a philosopher or a sage. That would give him far too much credit. He was a uniquely 90s creature who endured even as the world around him grew more comfortable with the exploitation of relationship drama. But he also understood we’re all a little broken, and we’re all carrying baggage. Whenever a brawl would break out, he’d drift to the edge of the stage and fold his arms across his chest like a disappointed school teacher as he waited for things to simmer down. Then he’d ask the guests if there was any way they could reconcile or work through their issues.

As stupid as it was, as staged as it often felt, there was something endearing about his desire to stand there, amidst these peculiar people with an assortment of problems they were eager to share, and listen.

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Editor’s Note: We’ve heard a lot in recent years about how much middle-aged sportswriters are infatuated with Bruce Springsteen, so when our own middle-aged sportswriter KVV (something of a Springsteen agnostic) joined Casey Landman and her husband Jon for one of Springsteen’s performances in Philadelphia, we sent him to the show with an assignment. Write about what Bruce means to you, and explain why so many weirdos of your generation (and so many Big-Js in your profession) adore this man, even if you’re not exactly one of them.

I can’t say why, exactly, just that he’s never been a mythic figure to me. Yes, I’m familiar with the standards. I vaguely remember Ronald Reagan’s campaign misusing “Born In The USA,” thinking (like many who weren’t listening to the lyrics) that it was uplifting and patriotic instead of a broken man’s wail; a lament about feeling left behind. I laughed when The Sopranos slipped in a line from “Born to Run” and made Stevie Van Zandt sit there stone-faced. I have, when I was a cosmic kid in full costume dress, left a bar at 2 am with friends and walked the streets while belting out some mangled, not-sober version of “Thunder Road.” But I can’t name most of the albums. I have never 

pulled over to the side of the road and cried during the saxophone solo in “Jungleland.”

 I know sportswriters of a certain age are supposed to treat Springsteen’s songs the way orthodox scholars treat the study of the Talmud. It has become one of those cliches that is grounded in a lot of truth, but it has never fit in my case. I have friends who write (brilliantly) to his music, who would skip their kid’s birthday party to see him play in a football stadium. I’ve had bosses who have spent more time in the front row of Bruce’s shows than some of his roadies. It’s just never been my thing.

I am not indifferent — I enjoy The Boss for all the reasons you are supposed to enjoy him — but I have a theory that we only love the artists who find us at the right time, the right age, the midst of the right angst or heartbreak. For whatever reason, Bruce Springsteen missed me when I probably needed him the most.

I became a Jason Isbell person, which is a little like saying you prefer Max Homa to Tiger Woods. The whole world knows who Bruce and Tiger are. They are important pieces of Americana, icons to even casual observers of culture. Isbell and Homa are the artists you feel like you discovered when no one was there, and now you still feel a little protective of them, proud they climbed the ladder to find mainstream success, but deep down you’re a little annoyed you have to share them with the world. You were there when shit was bleak, but it still felt like they were speaking to you.

Some people may have that connection with Bruce, but I take a contrarian pride in the fact that I’m not one of them.

2. When my friend Jon texted me to say he had an extra ticket to Bruce’s show in Philadelphia, I couldn’t resist saying yes, despite all the words I typed in the previous section.

It was not a cheap ticket, even with Jon acquiring it at face value through his work in the industry. But there is something to be said, I think, about choosing to spend your money on experiences instead of items. Someday Bruce Springsteen will be gone, much like Tom Petty. I never understood how much I missed Tom Petty until I no longer had the chance to have him in my life. In my basement, there are thousands of dollars worth of golf clubs I no longer play, and books I’ll never get around to reading. There are piles of things I once cherished but no longer remember why I purchased them, and one day my children will throw them in a dumpster when I’m gone, or give them to Goodwill if they don’t smell like mildew.


There is something about the perniciousness of STUFF that is slowly suffocating. I don’t have many philosophical tenets, but one I do try to remind myself of is that experiences require zero storage.


3. He looks like an incredibly fit grandfather.

This was what struck me most of all when he burst onto the stage to sing “No Surrender,” the opening number. It’s not that he doesn’t look 73. He does. In recent years, he’s grown less vain, apparently accepting that there is a dignity to letting (much of) his hair go gray. He jogs and fist pumps and zooms around stage like he’s trying to inhale every last bit of whatever time he has left, but you’re also left with the unshakeable truth. He doesn’t have many of these left. This is the winter of his performing life. A finite number of shows remain. How many? No one wants to speculate. Why ruin the illusion that it can go on forever?

When you’re a massive Springsteen fan, I suspect you see him so frequently — in interviews, concerts, political campaigns, album covers — that the gradually aging process that every last one of us is tethered to doesn’t shock you. He is a part of your life, always. The coolest uncle. He ages, sure, but he’s immortal.

But if you’re like me, and he’s this nebulous concept that you don’t obsess over but still appreciate, he was frozen in the amber of your mind at a younger age. He is forever That Dude, wearing jeans that look like they were painted on, a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up like he’s a Jet in West Side Story, 

yanking Courtney Cox (and her bob haircut)

 up on stage so he can sashay back and forth, two beautiful people radiating youth, possibility, energy.

It makes no sense, but I did not expect to see a man on the stage in Philadelphia who could benefit from scheduling regular colonoscopies. This is the curse of being beautiful once, of epitomizing youth and possibility. You are not allowed to be mortal. You’re supposed to be a photograph, a Greek god, eternal. Instead, he is the same age as my dad, I realize now. When each of them was born, Harry Truman was President.

4. The people in the audience at the Wells Fargo Arena are not broken heroes on a last chance power drive.

They are not the working class characters that populate Springsteen’s songs. They are mostly white, mostly upper middle class, mostly in their 50s and 60s. They drive nice cars and have 401ks. I was, I can say this confidently, one of the younger members of the audience. (Not the youngest, but certainly in the youngest third.)


None of that is any kind of revelatory observation, nor is it a particularly new critique. It’s easy to poke fun at the tone-deaf privilege of Springsteen audiences these days, to point out the hypocrisy of paying thousands of dollars for a ticket to a show so you can cosplay in the lives of characters who exist on the fringe of society, who are one busted engine or factory layoff from permanent misery. A lot of fans in recent years have been understandably pissed that Springsteen gave in to the allure of Ticketmaster’s predatory dynamic pricing model, meaning you essentially have to fork over a mortgage payment to see him perform these days. (The fact that we allow Ticketmaster to operate like a mob boss remains one of the most baffling choices in American life.) Backstreets, the fan magazine that has been covering The Boss for 43 years, 

announced in February that it was shutting down

, at least in part because so many hardcore Springsteen fans feel they’ve been priced out of his shows.


I have a hard time, however, blaming the fans who can afford to go to his shows, regardless of whether or not they’ve been gouged. To call them hypocritical kind of misses the mark. What is the dream, after all, of every working class stiff but to escape the gravitational pull of their broken hometowns, and will themselves into a better life somewhere else? These are the people who got out. (Or, just as likely, their parents got out.) A part of them never wants to forget that it could have gone another way.


They used to be cool and now they are not. But in the arena, they still get to feel cool. This is what Bruce reminds them of, a time when they weren’t rich and didn’t have to think about doing yard work on the weekends or saving up to make college tuition payments. They are IT managers and lawyers, dentists and software developers (and sportswriters!) and they have kids that roll their eyes when they sing along to “Hungry Heart” as they wipe down their fancy kitchen countertops.

(Those kids will understand one day, I promise, when they’re humming Taylor Swift songs or Kendrick Lamar songs in an underground climate-safe bunker, or in a colony on Mars, and their own kids feel a mixture of love and embarrassment.)

The people in the audience at Bruce shows used to be the kind of romantics who would tuck a cigarette behind their ear in a smoke-filled bar and make eyes at a person standing near the jukebox. They are the Marys and Wendys, the Bobbys and Eddies from Bruce’s songs who had the audacity to grow up. To keep living. It happens to a lot of us.


We ain’t a beauty — at least not anymore — but yeah we’re alright.

To a Bruce fan, this must feel like one of the most obvious sentences ever written. 

Wait, you’re telling me one of the best-selling artists of all time has many, many songs that are great? What a brave take.

But I was struck, in the arena, by how many songs I have absorbed into my bloodstream over time and can hum along to, even if I don’t know the lyrics. How ridiculously good is your catalog if 

 is maybe your 10th best song? Why was I, someone who would previously have described his Bruce Springsteen fandom as residing somewhere between admiration and polite indifference, playing an imaginary air piano during 

6. There are so many members of the E Street Band!

I know, technically, everyone on stage isn’t an official member. I will leave it to actual Springsteen fans — Bruce Tramps, I see they are sometimes called — to educate me on who is worthy of the designation and who is an interchangeable part. I’m not sure what I expected, other than Van Zandt dressing like an aging musketeer, but it wasn’t 

 on stage. “I think E Street is more like an avenue or a parkway these days,” my friend Jon quipped. Between back-up singers, roadies, keyboard players, a drummer, horn players and his wife (also a singer and guitarist, but absent for the Philly show), he has to be close to the 50-employee threshold where the law requires you to offer health insurance. (Just kidding! I’m sure various loopholes and shell companies have been invented to prevent this very thing.)

I couldn’t help but feel a little mesmerized by Jake Clemmons, the saxophone player of the E Street Band and also the nephew of Clarence Clemmons, the man who had that role from 1972 until his death in 2011. What a blessing and a burden it must be to live with the ghost of a family member on your shoulder every night.

It’s like Hamlet, except every night you have to nail the solo in Thunder Road.

7. Speaking of Thunder Road, I think it’s bombastic, embarrassingly earnest, a bit too operatic and also goddamn perfect.

I know “Born To Run” is supposed to be the better song, the American anthem that Springsteen wrote as a young man when he was trying to change his fate and also go down in history. It’s going to be the first line of his obituary, and it deserves to be. Rolling Stone named it 21st on their list of all-time greatest songs. But I love “Thunder Road” more, and for all the reasons I listed above.

I love it because even though you shouldn’t use the word “redemption” in a song about redemption, Bruce does. It perfectly captures the angst and longing of wanting to be SOMEBODY and be loved by SOMEONE but having no idea how to get there other than driving your car very fast toward the edge of town, hoping there is adventure beyond the swamps of New Jersey. (Or in my case, the mountains of Montana.)


I can remember listening to “Thunder Road” late in college, getting ready to leave my hometown. I was going to drive across the country and make it in the big city. Unlike the main character in “Rosalita (Come Out Tonight),” the record company had not given me a big advance, but a newspaper in Baltimore had given me an internship, which in my eyes might as well have been the same thing. So I was going to roll down the window and let the wind blow back my hair. This is, I think, the enduring power of Springsteen. Most of us have these earnest, operatic moments at some point, moments where we’re trying to bust free of invisible chains we can feel but can’t properly describe. I didn’t feel like my town was full of losers but needed to escape to figure out who I was.


Twenty-three years have come and gone since that moment. There are lines in “Thunder Road” that hit differently now, like being scared and thinking that maybe I ain’t that young anymore. These days, I like the 

acoustic version of the song where it’s just Bruce and piano

. The same lines that felt like a youthful howl of defiance can also read like a sad lament if you slow everything down and let your hair go a little gray, which is another reason the song rules.

But the operatic version is still magic. When Bruce sang “Thunder Road” late into his encore, nobody felt old. We were all belting out the lines of the song like idiot kids, trying to remind ourselves that, hey, we know it’s late, but we could still make it if we run.

Kevin Van Valkenburg is the Editorial Director of No Laying Up. Email him at kvv@nolayingup.com.

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Hand up! We missed the end of the month by a couple of days. But we are excited to bring this interview with NEST member Connor Belcastro. Connor graduated from Princeton University last Spring with a major in Philosophy while playing on the men's golf team. Since graduation, he has relocated to St. Simons Island, GA, to practice full-time in pursuit of his dream of playing on the PGA Tour. In his free time, Connor writes about the game he loves.


His latest piece for the website can be found here: 

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Episode 59: September 2024

A little more from the adventures at Bandon Dunes: TC and Poosh team up with Squid against D.J., Soly and Joe in a best ball match at Shorty's, the brand-new 19-hole short course.

Nest Exclusive: Playing Shorty's at Bandon Dunes

Neil opens this month's Nest pod with some updates on the Roost Club Championship and the squads that have qualified in recent weeks. Then (19:50) TC visits with John Pond to relive Lauren Coughlin's road from surviving week to week as a young professional to her recent run of success winning both the Canadian and Scottish Opens and qualifying for her first Solheim Cup. We also get into John's career change and becoming a regular caddie on the LPGA Tour.

Episode 58: August 2024

For this month's Nest pod, Cody and Neil are joined by KVV to discuss the ins and outs of Big J's stuff. We dig deep into the Hovland and Shanks projects before we have some fun and make him do voice impressions.

Episode 57: July 2024

The team takes on the St Andrews Ladies' Putting Club, better known as The Himalayas. This 1867 Old Tom Morris design has stood the test of time, eventually expanding from the original 9-hole layout to the current 18. Enjoy! 

Nest Exclusive: WWoP - 2024 Himalayas Championship

For this month's Nest pod, Cody and Neil are joined by Titleist Tour Rep JJ Van Wezenbeeck to talk through the ins and outs of getting fit for the best golf clubs for your game and JJ's observations from working with some of the best players in the world.

Episode 56: June 2024

In this Nest exclusive behind-the-scenes video, the full team gets together to discuss the final match, highlights, and lowlights from season 9, including best and worst shots, favorite holes, and best Aussie sherpa. 

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In a completely new spin on a familiar adventure, the guys take on unconquered territory in a visually upgraded experience in Australia.

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Nest Exclusive: Tourist Sauce Australia, Episode 8 Behind the Scenes

In this Nest exclusive behind-the-scenes video, we've put together a compilation of all the outtakes and fun scenes that didn't make the final cut, highlighted by some commentary. In this one, TC and Soly reveal how the Rapigel prescription came to be, Neil and Randy's plunge, and some commentary on the big C-Suite match.

We'll be releasing a behind-the-scenes video corresponding to each new episode weekly, so be on the lookout!

Nest Exclusive: Tourist Sauce Australia, Episode 7 Behind the Scenes

TC and Cody go deep into all things Tourist Sauce on this month's Nest podcast answering Refuge questions about this season's episodes from Australia and the series in general.

Episode 55: May 2024

In this Nest exclusive behind-the-scenes video, we've put together a compilation of all the outtakes and fun scenes that didn't make the final cut, highlighted by some commentary. In this one, Neil and D.J. sit together (IRL!) to unpack their return to Melbourne, D.J. and Randy's visit to Aki at Fades and Blades, and break down the duel at Royal Melbourne East.

Nest Exclusive: Tourist Sauce Australia, Episode 6 Behind the Scenes

In this Nest exclusive behind-the-scenes video, we've put together a compilation of all the outtakes and fun scenes that didn't make the final cut, highlighted by some commentary. TC and Randy reminisce on the trip to King Island, including Randy's propeller plane anxiety, the windy day at Cape Wickham, and chef TC's kitchen.

Nest Exclusive: Tourist Sauce Australia, Episode 5 Behind the Scenes

In this Nest exclusive behind-the-scenes video, we've put together a compilation of all the outtakes and fun scenes that didn't make the final cut, highlighted by some commentary. For this director's cut, Soly and Neil recap separate off-day adventures at the Australian Open, a lens emergency and MULLET SZN.

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In this Nest exclusive behind-the-scenes video, we've put together a compilation of all the outtakes and fun scenes that didn't make the final cut, highlighted by some commentary.  This time, Randy and D.J. offer some context on their split adventure to St. Andrews Beach.

Nest Exclusive: Tourist Sauce Australia, Episode 3 Behind the Scenes

Neil calls in Soly, TC, Randy and Cody for this month's Nest pod. After a quick check-in on our events and other announcements we explore the term "menace" which has become ubiquitous across NLU content. We identify some of our favorite people who definitely earned the title from their appearances on our podcasts, videos, events and the Refuge and we close by picking a first and second "All Menace Team".

Episode 54: April 2024

In this Nest exclusive behind-the-scenes video, we've put together a compilation of all the outtakes and fun scenes that didn't make the final cut, highlighted by some commentary. We'll be releasing a behind-the-scenes video corresponding to each new episode weekly, so be on the lookout!

Nest Exclusive: Tourist Sauce Australia, Episode 2 Behind the Scenes

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KVV, Casey and Cody bring you this months announcements before jumping into the first LIVE airing of Nest Trivia. Thank you to the members who volunteered to jump on and have some fun!

Episode 53: March 2024

In this Nest-exclusive video, Neil goes back in time and provides some thoughtful commentary on a compilation of Tourist Sauce Ireland scenes across each day of the trip.

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Ireland

Tourist Sauce Ireland: Director's Cut (Feat. Neil)

Neil and Cody kick off this month's Nest pod with a look at upcoming NLU content and events before we restart our Refuge member spotlight interview segment as we chat with Pete Couhig, the CFO of Wycombe Wanderers - an English football team currently in League One of the EFL system.

Pete talks us through the process of his family becoming owners of the club, the reception he's received as part of an American ownership group, the financials of the different tiers of English football and a ton more.

Episode 52: February 2024

Indulge in a throwback compilation of outtakes from the boys' adventure in the Bayou.

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Cody leads this month's Nest pod with Ben, KVV and Casey as we welcome the newest member of NLU to the Nest pod.

We then look at the Roost lineup with some new chapters joining the family and the events scheduled for the upcoming year. After that, we dive into the 2024 Trap Draw Goals podcast with some critiques and observations from the goals the guys put forward (29:40) before unveiling our own personal goals for the year ahead.

Facilitate 3 friends group hang out sessions

Handicap down to 15 (currently 18.1) - stretch goal 14 - super stretch 13

Find a coach to see regularly once moved (anyone have any Vegas coach recomendations that are not Butch Harmon?)

Bring scoring average of posted rounds down to 90 - in 2022 scoring average was 98.6 over 73 posted rounds, 2023 average was 95 over 80 posted rounds. Looking for 100 posted rounds in 2024 with the move to a year round golf area.

Do short game practice at least 30 times (30 minutes)

Play in at least 2 non-NLU/refuge competitions

Eat less meat/dairy - aiming for 800 plant based/vegan meals (approx 73%)

Strength training average 1 x a week (52 workouts)

Cardio 3 x a week - walking golf counts! - (150 workouts)

Make/Craft something every month (12 things)

Continue my DuoLingo streak (sitting at 49 days right now in Italian)

Read 6 books this year (I tend to just read a bunch of articles - need to get back into some long form reading)

10 new golf courses overall (five outside Maryland)

Charge my phone on a different floor than sleeping at least 5 nights a week

Spend two hours per month with Molly and Sophie

Plan/take one trip with my wife to new city

Get back to 0.0. But realistically be low enough to qual for US Am

Coach the Pink Panthers to the league title

Episode 51: January 2024

A fan favorite returns with our annual goals podcast as Soly, Tron, DJ, Neil and Randy pick our team's "Year of the _____" for 2024, review our individual goals from 2023 (27:00), and lay out our personal goals for 2024 (1:07:00).

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Interviews

TrapDraw Episode 270: 2024 Goals 

We close out the year with the December Nest pod featuring some spirited dental care discussion before a look back at some of our favorite trips, events, creations, rounds and more from 2023 plus a look at what we're #monitoring for 2024.

https://www.amazon.com/MANIAC-Benjamin-Labatut/dp/0593654471

https://www.amazon.com/Korean-American-Food-That-Tastes/dp/0593233492

https://www.amazon.com/Four-Foundations-Golf-Build-Lifetime/dp/B0B3RYB7ZF/ref=sr_1_1[…]1&keywords=the+four+foundations+of+golf&qid=1703792375&sr=8-1

https://www.amazon.com/Outlaw-Ocean-Journeys-Untamed-Frontier/dp/0451492943

https://www.amazon.com/Wisdom-Bullfrog-Leadership-Made-Simple/dp/1538707942/ref=sr_1[…]books&sprefix=wisdom+of+the+bullfrog%2Cstripbooks%2C89&sr=1-1

https://www.amazon.com/Tiger-Vengeance-Survival-Vintage-Departures/dp/0307389049/ref[…]1703792456&s=books&sprefix=the+tiger%2Cstripbooks%2C99&sr=1-1

https://cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1023349-juicy-tomatoes-with-parmesan-olive-bread-crumbs

2023 Nest Podcast

Episode 50: December 2023 

Editors Note: Timestamps originally built for audio only version. There could be a slight time shift for this video. 

We are ten years into No Laying Up, a text thread among college friends that's turned into more than any of us could have imagined. Come along for a three hour conversation about the origins of that initial text thread, the website (21:30), the first podcast (35:00), Justin Thomas marking the first podcast appearance from a tour pro (55:30), the first detonation of golf television coverage (1:09:00), our Rory-DT news scoop (1:23:00), the first Tourist Sauce (1:50:30) and Strapped seasons (2:14:00), and a ton more.

A more extensive list of some of our favorite web posts, tweets, and other moments from the last decade:

https://nolayingup.com/blog/murder-suspect-caught-pounding-balls-in-pga-superstore

https://patch.com/georgia/woodstock/woodstock-murder-suspects-plead-guilty-get-prison-time

https://x.com/NoLayingUp/status/621377723177533440?s=20

July 2017: The Sistine Chapel of Tourist Sauce: 

https://x.com/NoLayingUp/status/889533605273382912?s=20

NLU Podcast, Episode 777: 10 Year Oral History

This month's Nest pod features Cody, Neil and KVV as we recap the NIT, provide an update on the future of the Killhouse, and a look ahead to navigating the holidays with young children.

Episode 49: November 2023 

It's time to review the NLU Census for 2023 as Randy, Casey, Cody and Neil handle the October edition of the Nest Podcast. Before the breakdown of the census we look at the upcoming NIT and a call to update your member profiles before the Nest member gift gets sent out.

We start our review of the census (12:30) with some thoughts on its structure and participation numbers. Then each of us weigh in on the following topics:

(53:45) - Demographics breakdown + equipment, gear and travel preferences and feedback on NLU content

Then it's Funktank time for Casey (1:30:30) to close us out with "Dead or Alive" and some hot seat questions.

Episode 48: October 2023 

Ben, Cody, Tron and Neil are up for this month's Nest pod with some debriefs on travel home from the Solheim and some encounters with various golf dignitaries during our trips back from Spain. Then it's on to a look at upcoming content projects, monthly awards and some Roost trivia ahead of the Roost Club Championship. We close with our father to be (Ben) stepping into the funktank.

Episode 47: September 2023 

Cody and Neil are back with this month's Nest pod featuring NLU Young Hitter Lauren Coughlin. We kick off the episode with some event updates and Refuge awards before bringing LC on board (16:15) to discuss her recent top ten finish in Vancouver, her progress and improvements on various aspects of her game and, as custom, a trip into the Funk Tank for some grab bag questions.

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