I have watched a lot of golf tournaments during my life. Just ask my wife! I will confess, I have also fallen asleep to a lot of golf tournaments. There is nothing as relaxing as listening to the soothing sounds of drab golf commentary and succumbing to Sunday afternoon laziness.
And then there is The Masters. I don’t believe I have ever fallen asleep to The Masters. Certainly, some have been better than others, but there is nothing quite like the back nine on Sunday at Augusta National.
And then there was this year’s Masters. Rory McIlroy’s win last month quickly went straight to the mountain top of my Mt. Rushmore of Masters memories. For me, my (current) top four Masters (in chronological order) are:
While recognizing that this might be recency bias, if I had to pick my favorite Masters ever, the 2025 tournament is the winner.
Leave it to a man from Holywood, Northern Ireland to write a script that even (the other) Hollywood could not dream up. Consider these 18 story lines…
Thank you Rory McIlroy for giving us reason to believe that “Holywood” endings can happen.