The Masters

I equate the winner of the Masters to the Super Bowl in the NFL...it's golf's biggest prize...odd that it's at the early part of the season...but it is...

In my life, it has been the Aussie, Greg Norman, that I thought that would win it...he didn't...and this time around there were 3 of that country's blokes in the mix...actually, I figured Jason Day had it done...but he choked it up...paving the way for the drama of what really happened...

Angel Cabrera, the Argentinean, was plodding around the course...and seemed to have lost it when he dumped a shot in to the creek...but found a way to shoot his self back into the mix...with an awesome dart on 18 to force a playoff with...Adam Scott...the Aussie with the sweet swing that has one drawback...his putting is not equal to his other parts...

Sunday it was...as he made two wonderful putts in the last 3 holes he played...one that was the winner in OT...he actually made one biggee on the 72nd hole and prematurely celebrated...

One other thing...the person with the most Masters Crowns?...just might be caddie, Stevie Williams...who was ingloriously fired by his former boss, Tiger Woods...dang,

he must be good at his trade...

I refuse to talk about the Padres today...

Dancing With The Stars...tonight is supposed to be a great one...all the originals...well, most of 'em will be doing their thing...so they say...

Outside of the Worm going to North Korea, the next biggest mistake is the Bieber...this time visiting the Anne Frank Memorial...yes, boy, I am one of the many doubters...what a foo...

We are totally out of food...and are waiting for some movers...so we do just that...wait...a stop at Starbuck's is in the offing...by the way, I am missing the 90* weather...can we afford another condo?...ha ha...don't tell Marsh...