A 13-under performance awarded the Stanford alumnus his fifth green jacket.
One last chance at appreciating the spectacle that is Federer-Nadal — the clash of effortless grace vs. athleticism and nerves of steel — would be a religious experience unto itself, filled with the beauty and suspension of disbelief that sports are made of.
I was eleven years old, chocolate ice cream smeared across the edges of my mouth, sitting inches away from the TV screen and making all kinds of crazy deals with God. “I promise to do all of my homework…I’ll clean my room…I’ll do everything my mom says,” I pleaded. “Just let Tiger win.”
But even though Bubba took home his first green jacket, it’s impossible to dissect what happened at Augusta without at least paying a shred of attention to Stanford’s most famous former athlete