I was on the 16th hole in '87 when Jack made his run on the back 9 and won. When he walked up over the hill to the 16th green there was a wave of electricity in the air that I will never forget. It was nothing but magic and everyone knew he was going to win! Couples would bring something close to that if he wins although I am here in Augusta pulling for Rory. It's going to be great no matter who wins!
Dear Razorbackfan and others,
You might think that it is typical of the Brits that we delay making our choices until the battles are nearly over (though my fellow citizens here stuck with Old Abe throughout), but there it is - we are but a small island.
I think Mickelson's lob wedge on the 12th (?) was the single most outrageous shot I've ever seen - and I thought Seve had played a few. Whether he'll win, I'm not sure; I have a funny feeling that someone like Bubba W (another leftie of course) might come out of the pack during the 1st nine, and just hold on.
My own bet? It was £5 on Graeme McDowell - largely because I credit him with having single-handledly revived the fortunes of the cardigan:-)
Enjoy this evening
Do we get a pint of warm bitter from a cold English pub - it was certainly cold yesterday - for identifying them? I doubt whether Jerry would be too happy about taking one in his luggage.
After Watson, Mickelson is the obvious one. I remember a Canadian - Mike Weir, I think - a few years back. After that, over to you chaps:-)
Your luggage must have been a wonder to behold! I was always in the opposite camp: traveled as light as possible; always away from the airport first; but was very dependent on hotels with washing machines etc!!
In the old days of Empire (OK, here we go again!), I had a great aunt who, when sailing between UK and India, used to take over 20 suitcases; the porters used to love her!
That's dangerously close to "sneaky". Whatever, I loved watching the last round. Here's a quote for you from the doyen of (very) English commentators, Peter Alliss, as Bubba was lining up what was to be his final putt:
"Moments like this, you'll wish you didn't have white pants on, I think."
And, as I'm in a "quotation" mood, here's another one that caught my eye. When the 17th-century playwright Nathaniel Lee was committed to Bethlem (subsequently called Bedlam) madhouse in house, he protested: "They call me mad, and I call them mad, and damm them, they outvoted me!"
So much for the objectivity of mental health.