As The Masters begins, and golf bloggers from TravelGolf.com to Timbuktu start tippy-tapping their pudgy fingers till they're black and blue, I thought I'd take the briefest moment to blow my own horn. (I mean, hey, that's essentially what most bloggers do anyway. They're just not so candid about it.)

In 2004, I was allowed to write the first blog-like article for TravelGolf.com, in which I chronicled Phil Mickelson's win at the Masters. This was back before the incendiary rants of Chris Baldwin, the laconic wit of Tim McDonald, the sophisticated irony of Ron Mon, or the erudite humor of William K. Wolfrum. It was just me at a computer typing up my notes and sending them as-is at the end of the day to then-editor Doug Carey (bless his heart and patience).

My, how the times have changed. Phil's no longer the Best Player Never to Win a Major, Augusta National has been altered yet again, and now all we bloggers basically get paid to watch TV. Aside from the time I taught Madonna how to vogue, I haven't started many trends. And frankly, I didn't start this one, either.

Neverththeless: TOOT!

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