Laugh at Me if You Want To…
But I honestly found yesterday’s Masters tournament to be scintillating sports television. I’d rank Mickelson’s first Masters win to be among my top-ten all-time sports highlights (that sounds like grist for another post, digging into the recesses of my nearly-50-year-old memory and deciding what my all-time top ten “I saw it live” highlights would be). Yesterday wasn’t quite the drama, because Lefty had already shed the “Choker” label, but still, with Tiger stalking, KJ Choi and Anthony Kim making runs early and late, and Lee Westwood playing good, if not great, golf to keep it close—in addition to Phil’s maddening habit of driving balls into the trees at inopportune moments—I found it exceptionally compelling. And then, the capstone being the teary hug of Amy after he’d sunk the birdie to put the icing on the cake; almost teared up myself knowing all they’ve been through over the course of the past year.
Yep, definitely good stuff. I was glad for him and Amy, but I was also kind of pulling for Westwood to get his first and also for Couples to do it to show once again that 50 ain’t old!
Speaking of Couples, why did you leave him on the bench all weekend? You’d have won again if you had swapped him in for Goosen…
I did. It didn’t let me. I have no idea what the deal is.
Despite having lived in St Andrews, the “home of golf” for four years, I didn’t understand that.
You don’t wanna know, Graham.