Spent most of the afternoon watching the Masters, like many golf fans. Am I the only one disappointed and more than a touch bored? The course is playing like a U.S. Open setup, with more punches from underneath pine trees than any one telecast should have.
The greens seem awfully firm, but the fairways don’t allow for much roll, and the new trees planted limit most recovery options, and many of the spectacular shots. I’ve never seen more carnage on a short par five than on 15, where Singh dunked one in the water on the approach and poor Geoff Ogilvy hit two in the drink with a sand wedge.
All of this has made the tournament ponderous to watch, with rounds topping out at more than five hours. The entertainment factor might appeal to those that enjoy watching surgeries on the Health Channel, but unless you enjoy seeing someone’s beating heart torn from their chest, you’ll probably not have fun witnessing this year’s Masters.
So who wins tomorrow? No one, aside from Retief Goosen, managed to break par yesterday, though Tiger managed to hang tight and Stuart Appleby kept from melting down despite a triple bogey on 17. If I were a betting man, I’d but it on Tiger to shoot 71 and win by three or four strokes as the rest of the field continues to fall back. It will be a win by attrition, but a win through championship play. It is a U.S. Open setup and the event is playing out like a test of survival, rather than a test of shotmaking abilities. The powers that be at Augusta National should be paying careful attention so that this doesn’t happen again. What a mess. Let’s hope Sunday isn’t as much of a disaster and something is still salvaged from all of this.