I don’t have a ton of data to back this up, but I feel like PGA Tour pro John Peterson is a certified wild man. I mean, anybody who takes losing a neighborhood Christmas light competition personally is someone we should all support.
But John’s doing his best to make sure that never happens again. He just dropped the mic with his primo light game. See for yourself.
Strong stuff. But I guess we should expect that from the guy who took this picture.
I hope he’s got some Pantera on that station, because nothing says Christmas like Dimebag shredding a face-melting solo while seizure inducing lights blaze the neighborhood. From the sound of it, Peterson is on a mission.
I’ve done it for years. When I lived in Baton Rouge, I finished 3rd in the light contest so the next year I wrote “I quit” in huge Christmas lights on top of the roof. It actually took longer than the nice setup I had the year before.
When I moved to Fort Worth, I had a decent spread last year, but this year I just went full bore. Bought a light computer and a bunch more lights. Whole setup took about 30 hours. I even have my own radio station that the lights go to. If I don’t win this year, you can bet the writing on the roof next year will be full of expletives.
He’s locked in, and he’s got something to prove. This guy has a 2015 Brady-esque shoulder chip, and he’s not gonna stop until he’s got that trophy hoisted over his head as he laughs maniacally in the face of the neighborhood association president.
I wish him well, although there’s a little part of me that wants to see him lose just for the giant middle finger that will adorn his roof next December..
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