Monday Scramble: Masters postcards
Welcome to the Monday Scramble. Wow. That was awesome. Hopefully we don’t have to wait five more years for another week like that at Augusta National. For once lately, golf just kicked the azaleas out of TMZ, and we absolutely love it.
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A tradition like no other, we always make sure we’re first in line for the merchandise shop the Sunday morning of every major.
Why? To buy the special edition postcards that no one else ever seems to get their hands on.
Here were our favorites:
Even better than crystal goblets.
Did anyone else see the plane that towed this banner?
Wait, Phil was in a new commercial this week, too?
It happened too fast to notice with the naked eye, but Mickelson actually jumped higher yesterday on the 18th green than he did after winning his first Masters.
Totally rad shoes, Freddie!
Take a hike Golf Gods!
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And quickly, before we go...
One Diet Coke, still attached to the plastic rings of the six-pack. That’s all that was left inside Phil Mickelson’s locker at Augusta National one year ago today, the Monday morning after last year’s Masters, when one of our Scramble interns was lucky enough to get a quick peek at the Champions Locker Room and Phil’s Locker (pictured below).
What does this have to do with anything? Absolutely nothing, but we figured this was the only time that story would ever seem at least a tiny bit relevant. (And we really didn’t feel like talking any more about Tiger’s temper.)
Hit it in the water on No. 12 and eventually lose the Masters? Go home with a lonely can of Diet Coke sulking in your locker.
Hit the green and drain a 15-footer for birdie on 12 and eventually win the Masters? Go home with a green jacket and one happy family.
Ah, such poetry, eh?