I loved the finish of the Master's. Do I play golf? Nope. Well, I did play putt putt as a kid....does that count? Do I normally even watch it? No, but this year I happened to see the last few minutes of the tournament on television.
What a beautiful scene.....Phil showed such grace and class and well, love. He shot the last hole, hugged his caddy and then with the determination of a man on a mission he strode to where his wife was, clasped her in an enormous hug and held on for dear life.
His wife has had breast cancer this year, and what an emotional win...to have his wife by his side. It was as though he won for her and yet at the same time he was crediting her for helping him win.
What a beautiful thing. I wish them well.
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