I was thinking about the Masters this weekend and trying to figure out how I can pay tribute to my favorite tournament. Since I don’t want to just offer a list of links dedicated to the Masters (but, rest assured, you’ll get plenty of those), I thought I’d take on a task of a larger scale.
For the 2006 Masters, I want Martha Burke to protest the Sand Trap’s headquarters for the irreverance, attitude, and tone of this column. Wouldn’t that be fantastic?
Martha, I’m coming for you.
Battle of Josh?
The only thing better than this would be a battle (meaning wrestling) between Natalie Gulbis, Sonya Toms, Amy Mickelson, and Jennifer Rosales… over me… and in some pudding… at Augusta. [link]
Fashion Plate
Anyone else intrigued by Ian Poulter and Darren Clark’s pants? I like the resurgence of the 1980s. The pants might be so tight that I can see their twig and berries, but I still like them. I’m also noticing players who are “popping the collar” and wearing flourescent colors – again, totally eighties. Which reminds me, wouldn’t Phil and Tiger be great as Sonny Crocket and Rico Tubbs? The PGA Tour ought to do a commercial with those two as Miami Vice and end with “These guys are good.” [link and link]
Staring at the Sun
I’ve played golf since I was four and the closest I’ve come to a hole-in-one is lipping out a 7-iron two years ago. I guess I’ll stop thinking about it and just come to the realization that it is completely dumb luck. [link]
Headgear
From the title you might get cold shivers from your years as a teenager wearing mouthpieces and headgear to bed, but that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m not sure what I think about the vucket, but to stick with the fashion theme of this week’s edition, I thought I’d throw it in. [link]
Rain Check
Phil, if it ain’t broke, than don’t try to fix it. You were 5 strokes away from winning every major last year. Translated, you found a formula that worked. So why are you sticking around at the Bell South? You need to get out ASAP. [link]