Wednesday during Masters week is flat-out the best day in golf, among the days where no shot is struck in anger.Â
Back when I covered the Masters, I always looked forward to Wednesday with glee. Yes, there’s the Par-3 Contest, which for the first time is seen on television live. But the highlight of the day was always the Chairman’s press conference.Â
The Chairman, in those days, was the irrepressible Hootie Johnson. Embellished by his thick Southern drawl, Hootie always had something to say. There were many battles to be fought, and Hootie backed down from none of them. Whether it’s dis-inviting former champions who were past their prime for competition, or verbal jousting with Martha Burk, Hootie was never lost for words.Â
That was in the morning. The afternoon belonged to the Par-3 Contest. Played on Augusta National’s wondrously conceived 9-hole course, Par-3 is where men can freely behave like boys and boys (and girls) are allowed to have the run of the place. While the Masters is arguably the most revered golf tournament that’s always treated with reverence, Par-3 is where you can let your guard down before the real serious stuff starts.Â
The Par-3 course was Clifford Roberts’ baby. The co-founder of Augusta National personally designed the course with the help of George Cobb in 1958. Two years later, the first Par-3 Contest was held. Roberts made a point to “close” the big course at 2:30 in the afternoon on Wednesday, compelling everyone to head out to the 9 holes ringed around two lakes.Â
For many spectators, who are unable to get the badge to tournament days, this is as good as it gets. You can sit up close to many tee boxes and greens and watch the best pros pull off amazing and tricky shots, with the obligatory skipper balls across the ponds. The players often have their kids, wives and buddies tote the bags, sometimes even let them try a few putts.Â
But the serious challengers for the green jacket know there’s one thing you do not mess with: No Par-3 winner has ever won the Masters the same year. It’s such a well-known jinx that some players even intentionally drown a couple of balls on the ninth hole just to avoid the honor.Â
Well, now we know who won’t win the Masters in 2008: Rory Sabbatini.
