For all you golf aficionados making the pilgrimage down to Augusta this week, we're rolling-up a crucial list of four things to help you avoid looking like a first-timer on Magnolia Lane. After all, being at the nicest club in the world with a bottomless supply of $5 cocktails has the potential to end in disaster for some. This ain’t no Phoenix Open:
No Playing in the Sand: In 2012, forty-year-old Clayton Baker seemingly enjoyed a few too many $5 cocktails and ventured beyond the ropes of the 10th hole, taking his beer cup and scooping out some of the sand (quartz, actually) from the fairway bunker. This seemingly minor act of pilfering quickly escalated as security ensnared him, leading to his arrest, a lifetime ban from the tournament, and $20,000 in legal fees. As Baker put it, "I did something I shouldn't have done and it cost me $20,000 and a lot of public shame. That seems like a lot for a handful of sand." You can say that again, Clayton!
Pond Skimming is for Skiers: Golf Digest reporter, Mike Stachura, while playing the course after the 1996 Masters, embarked on a clandestine mission to figure out how the club keeps their ponds in such pristine condition. On the 15th hole he scooped out some of the water from the pond and took it home for analysis which revealed the presence of blue food dye, a common practice in water beautification. Though not "formally" banned, the incident has since kept Stachura from returning to Augusta, marking a silent acknowledgment of the line crossed in pursuit of journalistic curiosity.
Watch Your Tongue: Gary McCord, known for his colorful commentary, found himself in hot water after his attempt at humor during the 1994 Masters broadcast didn't land as intended with the Augusta National stewards. McCord's remarks, suggesting that the greens had been made slick with "bikini wax" and likening a difficult part of the course to needing "body bags", crossed the invisible line of Augusta's storied decorum and resulted in McCord being permanently barred from future Masters coverage. McCord, taking a page out of the Trump playbook, shows us however that there is no such thing as bad press, "I've been banned by the Masters for the last 30 years after the bikini wax joke... it's the best thing to happen to my career". Hallowed grounds, indeed.
Just Say Yes: At this point it goes without saying, but don't scalp tickets at The Masters. The tale of Michael Freeman and his family serves as a stark illustration of how seriously the club takes this issue. Although this scheme was far more elaborate than traditional scalping (check it out here) the Texas family found themselves in a whirlwind of legal troubles after pleading guilty to fraudulently obtaining Masters tickets and scalping them, culminating in a hefty restitution exceeding $275,000 and a 28-month prison sentence for the ring-leader. A tall price to pay just to sell a few extra Masters tickets. If you manage to score tickets, just say yes!
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