Augusta Masters – Day Three

Saturday and one might expect, many more people. A much greater percentage of women too. This time may be 25 to 30% of the total. Same grueling competition though. As I was telling my son: “the beauty about golf is that competitors always stand as much chance to redeem themselves than ruining themselves...”

For an optimist like me, there seem always that there's hope, even when things don't go your way. You can always hope that you'll execute flawlessly and perhaps that your opponent will miss a few opportunities and make as many mistakes... Today was hot and beautiful. After being severely burned on the head the arms and the legs, we pasted up ourselves with some serious sunblocks, didn't wear shorts (our knees were still burning from the day before) and we stayed well covered and in the shadows, whenever this was possible. We also observed a noteworthy incident.

People can bring small folding chairs at the Masters. It's possible to leave them unattended in a certain spot and return to them later and while most chairs are green and identical, owners slip their business cards into them to be able to claim them. As we were watching the game near some chairs, one of them that was sitting a large man broke and collapsed.

It wasn't the legitimate owner of the chair, though, it was an accidental squatter. Someone said “good opportunity for you to lose some weight...” The man left, leaving the broken chair behind and neglecting to add his business card...