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Monday, April 10, 2017

The Writer's Life 4/10 - Shotmakers

Almost every year Sunday's back nine at the Masters provides high drama. Yesterday's duel between two Europeans was epic. It was Sergio Garcia's 71st attempt to win a major tournament, the longest streak of such futility ever. I suspect Britain's Lee Westwood will surpass that mark. Garcia, 37, had finished second four times, third twice, always betrayed by his putting. When he missed fairly easy putts at 16 and 18, it looked like his fabulous ball-striking would again fail to lead to a major title. Of course, he would have won more than $1.8 million for finishing as the runner-up, but it would not have placed his name in golf history. Then, on the first playoff hole, Justin Rose drove into the tree line and made bogey. Sergio made birdie, the crowd roared, and the coveted green jacket was his. As is often the case in such competition, there were a couple of wonderful quirks. It was the birthday of the late Seve Ballesteros, Spain's first golf idol. The two-time champion at Augusta would have been 60. And, according to announcer Jim Nantz, the last player to eagle 15 and go on to win was Garcia's idol, Jose Maria Olazabal. Now that Sergio has shaken the mantle of Best Player Never to Have Won a Major, that dubious distinction falls to Westwood and young American Ricky Fowler. Great show, guys. Great coverage, CBS. The congratulatory hand-slapping between the competitors following great shots was refreshing in this age of showboating. Here's a pic of last year's winner, Britain's Danny Willet, helping Sergio don the prize all pro golfer's dream of attaining:

Russell Westbrook of the Oklahoma City Thunder had his 42nd triple double of the season yesterday, breaking a record long held (1961-'62) by the great Oscar Robertson. And to top it off he made a 36-foot buzzer-beater to win the game. Awesome, dude.

The hard left is spinning the bombing of the Syrian airport as collusion between President Trump and Putin to distract everyone from the alleged ties between them. The strangest aspect of it is that it's exactly the type of potshot one would expect. Man, it's a crazy world.

My thanks to the the gentleman who bought two DVD's and the woman who purchased two CD's. Upon looking at my books, she said she wished they were in Spanish. Fortunately, I'd noticed the two Latino albums among the eclectic batch Caroline  recently donated, and I took a shot the lady would be interested. Again there was no movement on the Russian books. Three females regulars passed on that batch of sci-fi.
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