Max Homa's Life Through Tweets
The man behind the PGA Tour's funniest Twitter account goes through his greatest hits.
Released on 11/12/2019
What a wild ride through tweets.
Hey guys, it's Max Homa.
This is my life through tweets.
First one's from November 2014.
What just happened? I blacked out...
This happens quite often.
This was from Sanderson Farms in Mississippi.
I birdied seven of my last nine to make the cut,
I think on the nose.
I just missed a couple in a row,
so as everyone knows from I think it's Old School
the I blacked out line is one
I try to use as much as I can.
If I'm in McIlroy's new video game,
that'd be tight.
But with how my golf game's been lately
you can't play me on the weekends, haha.
This is in reference to me having missed six cuts in a row.
So I have a lot of jokes about
not having to work on the weekend,
although they actually hurt deep down.
I need to start playing better so I can fly private.
Dreams money can buy.
Unfortunately, I did start playing better,
and I still can't afford to fly private,
'cause it's too expensive.
My personal favorite is from December 2015.
Maybe Steve Harvey will come out and say
I actually kept my PGA Tour card this year.
This is after I lost my card in 2015
and right after Steve Harvey did even worse than I did
and announced the wrong winner for a Miss Universe pageant.
Okay, this one, I am responding to something
Justin Thomas said about getting ready
to play in the Masters and I asked him,
Hey, do you know where the Monday qualifier is
for that one?
Obviously there is not a Monday qualifier.
You have to win.
But I did, so...
All right, back to the sad ones.
Making cuts is much better for my liver.
I gotta write that on my hand or something.
This is reference to the Friday Trunk Slam,
missed cut, go to the bar, drink,
then wake up Saturday and regret
both the missed cut and drinking too much alcohol.
One of my tweets has actually made
the Twitter headlines about the US Open.
So I responded,
Every young golfer's dream is to one day get recognition
for a tweet during one of the four majors
he'd rather be playing in.
What a great moment for me to make it
to the tweet headlines during the US Open.
So every professional golfer can relate to this one.
Airplane middle seat.
The most consistent missed cut punishment.
When you miss a cut on Friday,
you do not buy your flight 'til Friday afternoon.
Sometimes I get frisky and buy it Thursday afternoon
when I played bad enough.
And you end up getting a pretty bad seat.
It stinks, you're also probably hungover,
it goes back to the liver one.
Just continue to hate it a little bit more,
hopefully inspires you to stop missing cuts at some point.
Haven't been proud of myself too often
after a round of golf in the last couple years.
Today that finally wasn't the case.
Looking forward to the weekend.
This was the coolest thing I've ever done in my life.
Pumpkin Ridge, 2018.
Was going to most likely need a made cut
to get into the playoffs for the Web Finals.
I eagled 11,
and then I birdied 15, 16, 17, 18
to make the cut on the number.
Found out two and a half days later,
I would have lost my card by $80 had I not done that,
so that was pretty cool.
While walking off the 18th tee today,
nearing the end of a pretty difficult and breezy day,
my caddie said that if golf were easy it wouldn't be fun.
It was a deep and philosophical comment.
I wanted to punch him.
This is my caddie at the time, Lucas Allensworth.
One of my best buddies.
He is a very bright guy.
However, when you're in the midst
of getting kicked in the head by the golf course,
you don't want your caddie to remind you
that it's supposed to be hard.
At some points, you would like it to be a little bit easy.
Awesome day for me, September 23rd.
Today I got my PGA tour card.
Last season I hit my lowest of lows
and to be in this position today
makes me so unbelievably happy.
Thanks to everyone who didn't give up on me.
My journey to be a better golfer than tweeter continues.
Those are two things that keep me goin'.
Number 25, my buddy passed away from cancer
when we were younger.
It's his basketball number,
means a lot to me about keeping a positive attitude.
Relentless, I think some of you guys might know.
That's been my favorite word for a while.
Tweets, they are funny.
They make me laugh, make me feel better.
However, I would rather be playing
on the weekend than tweeting.
Oh, this one.
Back to reality.
I tweeted, Play better,
because there was a picture on my locker
at the Sony Open in Hawaii,
and my name is spelled Max Honma, with an n.
Honma was pretty good,
I just wish I'd get some residual checks off of it.
Hopefully they get my name right now,
but it doesn't matter 'cause I won,
and they can write whatever they want.
May 5th, this is the day I won
the Wells Fargo Championship.
What's funny about this whole thing,
I was thinking about this somewhere Saturday night,
thinking about what I would tweet if I won.
And I thought, no better GIF
than the Jordan shrug GIF.