It’s Masters week and is the greatest sports week of the year! Every single person that plays golf or loves sports will be tuned in from start to finish. Count me as one that won’t miss a shot and will be on the edge of my seat for the back nine on Sunday.
I was 11 years old when I first fell in love, and it was with the Masters. I had never seen or felt anything like it. Just me and my dad watching as he told stories about all the great players on the most beautiful course on earth. He was a Georgian my dad was, and he shared his affection for the course, the tournament and the players as if he knew them. It was then that a dream was born and a lifelong love affair began. It was, and is a spiritual week for me every year.