The Masters is not only the toughest ticket to find; it's also the best TV afternoon of the year in my humble opinion. Superbowl -- that's nice. College football? In terms of quantity, it's the best around. But in terms of just watching an event as a fan, and being able to become so absorbed in the action, the Masters is, for my money, the best single sporting event of the year, and Sunday at the Masters is sacred in my household. No nagging between 3:00 and 7:00. The trash can wait. No, I can't play with you right now, son. The Masters is on, and one day you'll understand, hopefully in the absence of years of therapy.
As to the final round, a lot of people will criticize Tiger Woods for the talk about the grand slam. What some don't realize is just how amazing this guy actually is. He putted like he was a stormtrooper, hitting everything but the intended object. His drives were okay but wayward at times. He had par on EVERY par 5 on Sunday afternoon. And yet through it all, he lost by only three shots.
The fact that he played so poorly, by his standards, and yet came in second, explains why he is so great. Immelman missed the cut in Houston. Tiger lost his last two events but finished right near the top both times. What separates Tiger, in addition to the amount of times he wins, is how impressive he is even when he loses. And that's where he's starting to catch up with the Golden Bear, who I believe had 19 top 3 finishes in majors.
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