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Quin, this may be of interest only to you and me. Darren Clarke was called home from a tournament last week to be at his wife Heather's side as she battles cancer via chemotherapy. He's playing this week in The British Masters at The Belfry, not far from his London home, so he can drive back and forth.

Aside from his golf, Clarke is noteworthy for his kicky spiked frosted hairdos, his go-to-hell trousers, and a ruddy, life-affirming face that obviously enjoys the good things -- cigars, fast cars, Guinness.

His appearance, via the Golf Channel, is a shock. His hair is an untended mess, his clothes look slept-in, and his face is ashen and drawn. Things must not be going well in the Clarke household. Astonishingly, he's leading the golf tournament.

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