Zach's Johnson

There were lots of losers at a Augusta this weekend, and the fans were among them.

As a sports fan, this was a schitzophrenic weekend for me: The habs lost (sigh), the Islanders won (go ghost of bossy), the Leafs lost (jerks), the Canadians won the world curling championship, the Yankees lost while Arod Homered three times and Tiger woods didn't win the Masters (Jack is king.)

Of all of these events, few matter in the long run because the Sabres will kill whomever they face - buds, habs or iles. The Yankees will come back in the middle of June like they always do and Woods will win six or more before he is done.

As I predicted last week the course at the Masters was WAY to hard. On the final day, in fairly easy conditions (by comparison to the massacre at the Masters on Saturday) few players broke through to really take advantage. On the back nine, the pins were as soft as I can ever remember seeing them. Nada.

One man, a total nobody, parred his way into the history books. He stumbled slightly at the end, but on a day where seven different people held the lead at some point, he stayed the course and won over monumental odds. The guy who tied for fifth (four strokes back) had THREE doubles on the final day.

The course was too hard.