Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Golf

We're not huge golf fans but we always enjoy watching the Masters on tv, and this year was exceptionally good because you didn't know who the winner was going to be until the final hole.  Talk about drama.
We first became interested in the Master's Tournament when we lived in Augusta the home of the Masters . Though tickets for the tournament itself were impossible to get ( you had to inherit them practically), you could get tickets to the practice round known as the Par Three that takes place the Wednesday before the tournament begins.
One year Mac took our daughter, who's actually the one who got us interested in it, and one year I took her.  We haven't been back since  and that was in the mid-80's, and quite frankly we  never thought we would, but lo and behold, for the first time in nearly 50 years the Masters is having a lottery and giving people a chance to buy single day tickets to the event.  So I signed us up, we'll know by July if we get tickets.  I asked for tickets for the final Sunday round and for the Par Three.  We'd be thrilled with either.

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