It's been a busy week as I've been spending some of my usually Back Porch time hanging out in The Clubhouse with Kyle Bailey on Super Sports 101.7 FM here in southwest Virginia.

Honestly, back porches and clubhouses aren't all that different. We've got tremendous guests each day and we constantly discuss the most important issues from the world of sports. Which athlete would you most like to live with? How many acrobats does Dennis Rodman really own? You know, the really important stuff.

With that said, here are a few Saturday morning nuggets:
Tiger cut
- You're geeked about football. I'm geeked about football. And Tiger Woods is geeked about football. So much so in fact, he decided to take the weekend off to check out the preseason slate of games.

Tiger missed the cut in the PGA Championship Friday, the first time he has done so in his 14 appearances. This, combined with him not playing in next week's Wyndham Championship, essentially means Woods' season is done.

Let's be honest. Tiger is getting darn close to that Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skulls level of awful. Yeah the plot seems kind of similar and the outfits are real familiar, but at the end of the day you just can't talk yourself into ignoring how bad it sucks.

At some point Tiger is just going to have to realize the whip doesn't crack like it used to.

Ohio State hearing
The Buckeyes had there official hearing on Friday and now might have to wait up to 12 weeks to hear what their punishment will be, while praying that throwing Jim Tressel and Terrelle Pryor on the sword will make it to heavy for the NCAA to swing it at them.

This whole idea of self-imposed penalties is ridiculous to me. It's like a kid playing football inside, breaking a lamp, and when dad gets home, telling him not to worry about breaking out the belt because he's already sent himself to his room. Yeah, wish my dad would have bought that.

I'm doubting the NCAA is going to buy it either. Yeah, they may let OSU go pick out its own switch, but there is no way they let the Buckeyes decide how many lashes are deserved.

Zambrano to retire?
Not only did Carlos Zambrano give up five homers and get ejected from Friday night's contest against Atlanta, he then went for the holy trinity of sucking, by disappearing from the team's clubhouse and threatening to retire. 

Honestly, as a Cubs fan, this sounds be too good to be true.

Zambrano has been nothing short of a disaster since he was elevated from a number three guy to a number one guy. Since then, he's played the role of that girl you always want to dump, but the fear of being single keeps you from doing so. That's just a recipe for crappy relationship and an awkward wedding.

The Cubs have done the work on their end of the relationship. They've tried therapy. They've tried gifts. They've coddled him as much, if not more, than any other lackluster "star" in the sports. But still he consistently leaves them holding a broom and a dust pan, looking at a kitchen full of empty beer bottles and broken dishes.

It's time to give up Chicago. Write a little note, leave it on his desk, and slip out, hoping you never, ever, run into him at the mall.