A tradition unlike any other:
Sandwich, beverage and decked out from head to toe in Rickie Fowler orange.
That, my friends, is truly a tradition unlike any other.
From Augusta National's eye-popping beauty to its respectful galleries to the impressive list of past champions to the intrigue of who might join them this year, the Masters truly is a tradition unlike any other.
And I, for one, can't wait.
We actually get to see what spring might look like one day.
Not a misprint:
It's been eight years since Tiger's last Masters victory.
But if you believe all the experts, the streak will not reach nine.
How great was it to see Palmer, Nicklaus and Player making their way around Augusta during Wednesday's Par-3 tournament?
I'll answer that: super great.
Soak it in while you can.
What you don't want to hear from your favorite player:
"I'm starting to feel a little bit more comfortable here, but there's still a few things I haven't figured out ... you know, feeling a little overwhelmed about this place at times. There's been some issues, not only physically, but I think mentally here, as well."
-- Steve Stricker
All about the drive:
The road leading up to Augusta National reminds me of Rand Road, circa 1981 -- sans the Waffle Houses.
Dreaming of Sunday:
I know everyone wants it to be the Tiger, Rory and Phil Show on the back nine Sunday, and maybe it will be, but personally I'm thinking there will be a Justin and a Brandt added to the mix.
And while we're at it, why not a Donald, a Points, a Streelman and a Wilson for some nice local flavor?
Either way, one final word: