The Back Nine

Here's your two-paragraph, behind-the-scenes report from the Masters.
1. The golf was incredible. Tiger is the Michael Jordan of golf. On the biggest stage, when he needs it most, he can just turn on this overdrive. It's amazing. We saw him putt one into the creek on Thursday and hit a tree on Friday. And then he comes back on Saturday with 7 straight birdies.
2. Augusta National (just "the National" to locals) is everything you're afraid it would be - rich, stuffy, elitist. It's like a Dixie white supremist camp that puts on a golf tournament. Well, maybe not that bad, but it's clear that the members enjoy having their boys club - I can go in the clubhouse and you can't - I have a green jacket and you don't - I can drive a golf cart around the course and tell people to get out of my way and you can't. Not that they shouldn't be that way. I mean it's their club, they can do what they like. But you definitely get the feeling when you walk through the gates that there are two kinds of people in that world - friends of Hootie, and the rest of us.