Yep, it’s that time of the year and I’m beyond giddy. For golf fans, the Masters is like the Holy Grail of the sport. Raise your hand if it’s your favorite PGA Tour event or major championship? I imagine that the response would be an overwhelming “yes.” Why? That’s easy. The Masters is the absolute essence of golf. There’s the history, the traditions, the Green Jacket, the narratives, the aura, and the theatrics of navigating the challenging layout of the course.
For those lucky enough to step through the gates into Augusta National, there’s just something in the air – it’s a dreamlike experience; it’s an amazing ambience; it’s a magical feeling – simply, it’s a tradition like no other.
The Masters has been scrutinized for its “old-school” ways, but what makes it so extraordinary is that the history and traditions have been maintained (as much as possible). Bobby Jones and Clifford Roberts, the founders of the tournament, left a legacy for future generations to carry on. Of course, some traditions have been modified as time has passed, but the dramatic ampitheater that they meant to create for the game is still very much alive.
Mr. Jones once said, “[Golf] is nevertheless a game of considerable passion, either of the explosive type, or that which burns inwardly and sears the soul.” Whether or not he was speaking about the Masters, he couldn’t have captured the underlying spirit and beauty of the tournament any better.