-- Masters moon pies. I even heard people in the concession line saying they had been asked by friends to bring some home. It’s a better deal than having to buy someone a golf shirt.
-- Brandt Snedeker. He didn’t win, but it was his first time contending for a major championship. With his game and his personality, Snedeker is one of the game’s new stars and looks like he’ll be around a long time. Plus, he plays fast, which is a bonus.
-- The azaleas. I have to mention them. It’s almost law when you’re at the Masters. They had a terrific week.
-- Trevor Immelman. Start to finish, he was the best player at Augusta National this week.
-- Ian Poulter’s pink and white golf shoes.
-- The old guys – Sandy Lyle and Ian Woosnam – both of whom made the cut.
-- Masters memories. This was a decent Masters, but not one that people will be talking about for years, unless they’re related to Immelman.
-- Tiger’s miss at the par-5 13th on Sunday. Just when you thought he was ready to make his move – with Immelman in trouble at the 12th – he yanked his 5-foot birdie putt, missing one you never expect him to miss.
-- Paul Casey. A chorus or two of "Sunday, Bloody, Sunday" for Mr. Casey. He was two off the lead after the third hole and then he was gone, losing six strokes over the next five holes. That’s going to leave a mark.
-- Ernie Els. Sergio Garcia.
-- Hearing a concession stand attendant barking "Last call for alcohol, last call for alcohol" as 4 p.m. approached one afternoon. That’s when beer sales are cut off at the Masters but never in such a barmaid kind of way. It was, for sure, an isolated – and unauthorized – incident.
Sunday, April 13, 2008