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A Major Mistake
Posted: Wednesday April 12, 2000 09:57 AM
I must be getting old. I can remember when the Masters was exciting. I can remember when the back nine on Sunday meant guys making epic eagles. Meant you'd hear roars that would make your spleen do a double Salchow. Meant legends would shoot 30 on the back side to come from five behind and put something in your eye. Now the back nine at Augusta is the world's only library with a creek running through it. Great place for a nap. Or a flute concerto. Do you realize the best players in the world made only one eagle at Augusta on Sunday? One! By Colin Montgomerie, two hours before CBS started broadcasting the final round. Come to think of it, there was only one eagle on Saturday, too. Two eagles for the entire weekend! In 1997 there were 11 eagles on the weekend. In 1991, 11. This year, two. Hell, Bruce Crampton made four in one week! Wow! Two eagles! Yeee-hah! Bartender, No-Doz for everybody! Yeah, the guys at Augusta really Tiger-proofed the place all right. They introduced rough, planted trees, shaved banks, moved tee boxes and stuck pins on cliffs. They made it doubly hard to bend your drive around the dogleg at 13. They made the 15th fairway narrower than Penny Lane and the green there harder than the hood of the new Beetle. And it has worked. Since Tiger won going away three years ago, he's broken 70 at Augusta twice. Yeah, they Tiger-proofed it. And fun-proofed it. And thrill-proofed it. Hey, thank god we got rid of that Tiger kid. Welcome to the Vijay Singh Era! A black-market Masters badge was going for as much as $10,000 early last week. Wasn't it worth it? Almost as exciting as Yahtzee Night with Steve Melnyk. Every year the folks at Augusta give out a pair of crystal goblets for each eagle. In 1992 they gave out 34 sets. In 1983 they gave out 26. This year they gave out 14. You could have fit all the crystal goblets they gave out on Sunday in a decent-sized fanny pouch. Hey, maybe it was a budget-cut thing. Save on the crystal, pass the savings on to the membership. Masters chairman Hootie Johnson: "Gentlemen, I have an announcement: We finally saved up enough for the halfpipe!" But what's insane isn't just how they've turned the back nine into the Augusta city morgue. It's how they're also trying to turn the Masters into the Buick Open. This tournament used to be unique, remember? Win a PGA Tour event, and you were automatically in the Masters. (Not anymore.) Players went off in twosomes, never threesomes. (Not anymore.) There used to be new pairings every day. (Not anymore.) The course was known for its gorgeous, unfettered expanses of rolling football-field fairways without a speck of rough. (Not anymore.) It had the look and feel and joy of a place found nowhere else on earth. (Not anymore.) I guess it's progress, but I don't go to Augusta for progress. I go to see young Sergio García roam the same course young Gene Sarazen roamed. I go to see greenkeepers pruning history. I go to Augusta to stop time, not to worry about keeping up with it. They say it's progress. Well, hey, why stop there? Let's put railroad ties on 12. A Starbucks on the veranda. Why not gobble up some land across town, build us a TPC at Augusta Springs and move the Masters there? "Do they do things here that I wouldn't do? Yes," Jack Nicklaus said last Saturday night. "Is this the Augusta we played? No. Is this the Augusta we won on? No, not even close. Does it take away the flavor of Augusta? Yes. Is it what Bobby Jones had in his mind? No way. Not even close. But does it matter what I think? No, it doesn't." Actually, I think it matters a whole lot what a man who has played 41 Masters thinks. I also think it matters a whole lot what the fans think, and from what I could hear, they were either bored to a flat line or had their larynxes removed at the gate. I also think it matters a whole lot what kind of winners the new Augusta has bred since the Tiger-proofing. Good players -- José María Olazábal, Vijay Singh -- but legends? No, not even close. That's the thing to be worried about. Augusta used to give us legends. Augusta used to give us thrills. Augusta used to give us unforgettable Sundays. (Not anymore.) Yeah, well, you know what they say. The Masters ends on the back nine on Sunday.
Issue date: April 17, 2000
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