The Masters Wrapup

It was good to see Tiger back in the hunt yesterday.  If he had made all the three footers he missed over the four days he might of won by a couple.

When they are young they make timely forty foot putts and they think it’s their doing.  Then somewhere down the road the putts stop falling and they learn something about themselves, something about life.  Looking back many of the greats peaked at around Tiger’s age.  They got into their late thirties and the major wins stopped coming.  Wins in general dropped off.  Nicklaus was the exception.  Even with Tiger at the top of his game he may not find five more major wins.  I remember Arnold Palmer showing his frustration at one PGA when he got close but couldn’t win.  He never won a PGA.

It was good to see all the young lions fighting it out yesterday.  And they were sinking putts on sixteen and seventeen.  Schwartzel won it instead of the others losing it.

It was sad to see McIlroy melt down.  He held it together for nine.  I thought he might pull through but looking back it seems he was just holding it together.  If there’s a flaw in your game the Masters will show it to you.  You would think the U S Open would do that but it seems the Masters is the one that does it.  Maybe it’s something about the cheers of the crowd bouncing around Amen Corner, echoing off the pines.  Gives you goose bumps, turns your knees to water if you’re in the lead.

I think they said McIlroy was the only one without a swing coach on hand.  I don’t think you can make it out there on natural talent alone anymore.  You have to work out.  You have to have a swing coach, a putting coach.  That’s what Tiger did.  He upped the ante.


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About Angus Lewis

My wife and I lived our whole lives in Arkansas until ten years ago. We moved to the Kansas City area in 2011 (a job change). That was the reason for the 'From a Far Country' title. Our children and grandchildren were in Arkansas. Six months ago we sold our house and bought one in Sherwood, Arkansas and my wife moved back down here. Two weeks ago I retired and moved back too. (I'm probably going to try to find something part time to keep me out of trouble.) So maybe the 'From a Far Country' title is not so much of a fit anymore. But I think I'll stick with it. I'm still not home. Not yet. The Bible says we are all strangers and pilgrims here. Our real home is with God and some day we'll be there. We'll be home.
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