MOVING DAY ...

~ homage to Augusta Saturdays, when couch-golf fans swing in their easy-chairs, living vicariously through their heroes, especially on Saturday (a.k.a. Moving Day)

Since I was a teenager golfer-wannabee through to yesterday, I watch golf on Masters weekend. What’s not to love?

Things we do, or have done, many times often cause me to remember where I was or who I was with when I watched the Masters before. I remember many years racing outside during commercial breaks to move the lawn sprinkler, and also Masters wee…