At least here in Loogootee. The reason being that conditions are less than perfect. Temperatures, wind, ground conditions. Then there are our own body and mind parts reacting to the elements and the frustration of not being able to do much good. Today I was able to watch the big boys play some February golf down in Augusta at the Masters. Oh my, what a show they put on. Even Tiger showed some uglies, especially when he finished the day with two bogies that put him back to +3, about where he started the day. But wait, not so fast. That even par round enabled him to move way up on the leaderboard and finish just one stroke out of the lead and he goes out with Stuart Appleby tomorrow afternoon in the last group, where, the tv crew kept telling us, each of the winners have come since 1991. If you didn't catch the coverage today, you missed out on a whole bunch of train wreaks all over the course, including Appleby's triple bogie on 17. Oh my, oh my, oh my. What fun. And more tomorrow when conditions are expected to be the same: cool and breezy. Odds on Tiger taking home the prize?
Too cold here for golf today; a little warmer Sunday. Easter.