that's right. i said it. no, it isn't Christmas, it isn't my birthday and it certainly isn't the first day of fall. (all a few of my favorites)... it is Masters Week. and for this gal, it is Masters & Monday After the Masters week.
[insert: loud shrieking "yeee!"]
if you know me even a little, you know i love this week. and to be quite honest i haven't even been able to see the full four days of the Masters due to working the MAM for the past 4, about to be 5 years. it is the excitement of rushing back to the clubhouse from the sign truck to check the tv, the constant alerts on the phone that keep me in the loop, the fake spreadsheets that masters.com sets up to hide live coverage on your desktop and the bets that big poppa sets up for a little friendly gamble...and well, i wouldn't have it any other way.
there is something about the game, the hype, the history and the new stories every year. the production is always flawless. the commentary is pure and it symbolizes an American tradition. for me, it's better than a cold beer under the lights at a baseball game. the masters and tournament season in general is different. it is clean, it is personal, and it is respectful. you have the rivals and you of course have the points but there is something about it just a little sweeter. maybe it is the natural draw to the south that i love, the ever changing games of players trying to maintain their spot at the top, or perhaps it is the chase for the new kid that keeps us on the edge of our seats (secretly still wanting Tiger to dominate).
all actual game talk aside, i always go back to the production. the tv, the course, the PR, the years of planning, the hospitality, the logistics, and the timing. so maybe it is the degree that i have thank? i do know that it takes a special kind of person to do it and i love that every year i get to play a very small part in making our own little masters do it's thing like the well oiled machine that it is.
(thanks to the greats that make it that way, and their fabulous families who keep the tournament office bright)
so cheers to the laughs ahead, the friendly faces, the dew on the fairways in the morning, the late nights, green jackets and loud music...Masters Week 2013, i'm happy to see ya! and in the words of Ric Flair "Woooooo!"
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