Fond remembrances of Augusta
Some reflections from my wonderful Augusta experience, which was the Wednesday practice round in 2012:
Zero marketing. As I recall, the drink was called cola, not you-know-what.
The greenness of everything invades the place wonderfully.
Security was double-checked. It is tougher than getting through Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International.
The vastness of the property. It’s at least twice the size of most PGA Tour events.
The par-3 course is more beautiful than the big course.
Amen Corner is cramped.
Augusta National is even hillier than I thought, and I thought that it was hilly.
The veranda is a great place to hang out.
Arnold Palmer was there, and I talked with him for a fleeting second or two.
I like not knowing everything all the time that is happening on the course. Let me wonder a bit. Imagination still is the best.
Boca Raton, Fla.
Another vote for decorum
I’d like to thank Garen Eggleston for his great letter (“From the Morning Read inbox,” April 2).
I too miss the days of congeniality and sportsmanship at events such as the Ryder Cup and the Presidents Cup. Golf was the one sport where boorish behavior wasn’t accepted. No more.
Forest Ranch, Calif.
A tough crowd to please
You just cannot seem to please everyone (“Match Play lacks drama of one-and-done,” March 26).
First, one-and-done was eliminating the top players on their first outing. Now, two-and-done is too boorish.
Going to just let them play and see who can play the most rounds? Get real. You lose, you lose.
One- or two-and-done, you can’t have whom you want at the end. It’s who wins and is left.
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