Friday afternoon has arrived at the Masters and so, thankfully, has the sunshine.
It started like a morning in Dublin, Ireland, gray, cool and breezy. It stayed that way until shortly after noon when the names of Rory McIlroy, Fred Couples and Sergio Garcia joined a leader board topped by Lee Westwood and Peter Hanson.
Where it goes from here, nobody knows.
The good news is the sun is expected to remain, the winds should diminish tonight and the weekend looks almost as perfect as Augusta National's greens.
McIlroy's name somehow looks bigger on the boards than any of the others, Westwood's included. When he closed with two birdies in Thursday afternoon damp, gathering darkness, it seemed a hint of things to come. Marching steadily around Augusta National today, McIlroy is right where he needs to be.
Phil Mickelson is still sputtering, Webb Simpson is flirting with the cut line and there's no magic to Bubba Watson's game today.
The afternoon belongs to Tiger Woods. If he hits it like he did Thursday, the weekend will belong to someone else.
The sun has arrived -- and so has the feeling that something big is brewing.
Friday, April 06, 2012
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I just watch Tiger kick his golf club. Real classy.
That wasn't even the quintessential Tiger moment this afternoon - that would be his G-D on the 13th tee after he yanked yet another drive into the left trees that ESPN got clear as day and wasn't able to bleep out.
Tiger's no Jack. Sad, but that's just the way it is. Who's going to represent the classic sportsmanship we see from Jack and Tom Watson 20 years from now? Certainly not Eldrick Woods.
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