For the last several years, at least five, I’ve been religiously sending in my application for Masters practice round tickets. For years I’ve waited for that envelope from golf Mecca, Augusta National, to arrive.
This year I missed the deadline. I realized a day or two late, that I’d forgotten to send in my information to get into the Masters practice round lottery.
I thought to myself, “it has only been a couple of days, so just send it in anyway…”
Fist pumping at the mailbox
Today I had a fun round of golf with my Dad, my uncle and a good friend. I had a great practice session on the range but couldn’t bring it onto the course. My round was at best, mediocre.
When I got home I checked the mail, which lately hasn’t been all that thrilling. All there usually is in my mailbox is junk mail and bills. Today was different. Today changed what I’ll be doing the first week in April, forever.
I finally won the practice round lottery. I’m going to The Masters in 2010. I had goose bumps. I had goose bumps again when I told my 13 year old son, that he was coming to The Masters with me. He thought going to the practice rounds meant watching Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson on the driving range, he had no idea that we were going to be on “the grounds” walking every hole and taking about 402,038 pictures.
Why did this change my first week in April “forever?” Because once you get practice round tickets for one year, you are automatically eligible for the next year. No lottery.
I couldn’t be happier. I have four tickets. One for me, my son and two special people who I’ll name shortly.