I don’t think I’ll ever have another Easter Sunday where I don’t think of where I spent Easter in 2007. After failing to find a hostel with vacancy, I woke up by myself in a small bed & breakfast in Croydon, England (I can’t remember if it was East or West), spend the day galavanting around London, and at day’s end went to sleep on a bench in London Gatwick Airport. I suppose a Spring Break in Europe will lead to opportunities like that.
Easter 2008 was on the other end of the spectrum, though still memorable. I was back home with the family and then some, as my aunt, uncle and four kids were in town. 13 people, which may not be a lot some people around the holidays, but for me it’s Grand Central Station x 2. Not that I minded too much, but it did make it a little harder to watch the NCAA basketball games that happened to fall on the holy day last year.
This year, I’m somewhat in between. Home again, but with my mom and sisters with family in Michigan, leaving me, my dad and my brother (and the dog, slobbering for attention at my side this very moment). Not to say I wouldn’t want them here, but it is a little fitting this year, since I doubt they would appreciate the high amount of golf that will be watched today.
I can think of no better way to celebrate the rebirth of Christ then by watching Tiger and Phil paired together on Day 4 of the Masters.
Even if it would take a miracle from the savior himself to get either of them in contention.
But I’m guessing that won’t matter so much to everyone waiting for 1:35 p.m to roll around. As for the actual leaders, Angel Cabrera would be the logical choice to win the green jacket today. But I’ve got a good feeling about Jim Furyk. He’s due for another major, and he’s yet to win the Masters.
But back to Tiger and Phil. Both are playing well, even if they are both seven shots back. So barring an insane score from either of them, let’s more or less make it about no. 1 and no.2 facing off. On one of the most famous golf courses in the world. And let’s not forget that they’re not too fond of one another, ol’ Tiger and Lefty. Don’t you think in both their minds, they’ll want to at least walk out of Augusta National with a better score than the other guy?
It’s like I said on-air on Friday. Storylines are what make sports great. And I’m loving this one. It may not be exactly the way people envisioned, but here’s hoping it will make for another memorable Easter Sunday.