I've watched and/or attended The Masters for as long as I can remember. I hate a lot about the sport, the players, and the exclusivity, but there is nothing else I would rather do on the 2nd Sunday in April than see the green jacket awarded.
I'm not even mad at the guy who yells, every. single. time. a. ball. is. on. a. green....
"GET IN THE HOLE!"
(For the record, I was pulling for Tiger until Freddy Couples, my annual pick for the Fashion Masters Champion many years running, made a move today!)