Sports News from Nowhere: the Masters provides more proof that golf is a cruel, cruel game

 

Welcome to this edition of Sports News from Nowhere, and today I am going to focus on the Masters. 

In my continuing attempt to improve myself by watching more upper-crust sports more often, I tuned into the golf from Augusta on the weekend. And like most people, I was pretty bored watching Jordan Spieth and his easy march towards back-to-back Masters green jackets on Sunday. 

And then came the fateful back nine, and especially that awful 12th-hole meltdown that resulted in a quadruple-bogey. Suddenly, the Masters got interesting in a hurry. 

It proved a really unusual finish because the guy who came back from way behind to win, Danny Willett, finished early and was already sitting in the clubhouse at minus-5 while Spieth was still blowing himself up on the golf course. Usually at the Masters you have that exciting moment at hole no. 18 where the champion sinks the putt and hugs his caddy, and receives the roar of the crowd. Not this year. Willett ended up celebrating in the clubhouse.

The final humiliation for Spieth came in the clubhouse later on TV, when he had to fit Willett with his green jacket live on CBS. And then he had to do it again outside, too. 

I came to the conclusion ages ago that golf is absolutely the cruelest game going. It is a sport that can make mere mortals out of the very best in the sport. For proof of that, just look at Tiger Woods and his decline, due to all his back problems. This was a guy who seemed unstoppable during his time at the top. I read this piece in USA Today about his absence from this year’s Masters. Tiger’s living proof about what can happen to even the greats of the game in this sport. 

It should make all the duffers out there feel a little less bad about their game on the golf courses. It makes me feel less bad, and believe me, I am the worst golfer ever. 

But we really should all feel less sorry for ourselves. After watching Jordan Spieth play this weekend, we all can have realistic hopes of being just as good a golfer as him.

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