Augusta in 12 words: We want some of whatever it was that Leo Durocher was smoking
Rumour: They've decided not to play the Masters next year. (Just kidding). Seriously, the best rumours are circulated amongst the press tent, and among the Heineken-fuelled hacks in the media facility a main thread of conversation was Trevor Immelman's future. The consensus among the colleagues we trust, thankfully, was that Immelman is not finished with winning majors ... which is lovely news indeed. We were feeling so lonely for awhile ...
Player spotting: It was hard to catch up on most of the field with so many of them going backwards. But the wind kicked up and nearly blew everyone over. How tough was it? Only two players broke 70, and the 45 cut survivors posted an average score of 74.67. Our
Me Myself & I hero Miguel Ángel Jiménez had the day's shiniest round, a 68 (including an eagle-2 on the par-4 7th), while Heath Slocum, who had rounds of 76-77 in the middle rounds, fired a 69 ...
Star spotting: Too much golf to watch to look much, to be honest, but it wasn't hard to miss Hootie and the Blowfish, the has-been middle-aged rockers from neighbouring South Carolina. There is no actual Hootie in the band, but lead singer Darius Rucker, whom we did see at Augusta, and the entire band are mad for golf. They're playing in their annual Monday After The Masters celebrity-studded charity golf tournament in Myrtle Beach, S.C. on April 14 ... And trust us, you'd know a Blowfish if you saw one on the golf course ...
Moody players: We're not really sure what to make of this because it's only just happened. But after spending four days at Augusta playing superb golf and making like he didn't have a care in the world, Brandt Snedeker evaporated into a fountain of tears in his post-round press conference. To be honest, we haven't seen anything quite so painful since Greg Norman's implosion in 1996. ... After a day of rest, we'll let you know what we think of it tomorrow in our
10 Things We've Learned From The Masters feature ...
Heroes of the day: Trevor Immelman springs immediately to mind. But anyone who has ever walked the course at Augusta has to be impressed by what must be one of the best-behaved and most knowledgeable golf fans in America. This year was no exception. They cheer madly at the right times, they agonise for all players for every bad break, and they gave Immelman an incredibly warm reception as he walked up the 18th ... Mad IGWT props, and thanks for letting us come to "
y'all's goff tunniment" ... Oh yeah, and Augusta's Nacho Mama's burritos gets another nod ...
Villain of the day: You can't vilify the American golf press for loving their Tiger Woods - after all, the Big Cat is a walking, talking legend. But we've had enough of hearing whispers that Trevor Immelman is a "flukey" champion. A well-known US national radio host was overheard in his booth Sunday evening saying just that. Leave it to us, our beloved Rusties! We've got some time to kill before we leave the grounds, and if we see that guy in the car park, we promise you his ass is grassed! ... 'Til next year!