Straight Shooter: Though notably cool toward Fuzzy Zoeller at the Masters, Tiger Woods shrugged off questions about their supposed feud, claiming that the press has exaggerated it. After Woods left the driving range last Thursday, his caddie, Fluff Cowan, was overheard saying the same thing more succinctly. "F—-the media," said Cowan.
Amen's Room: For months there was talk of Tiger-proofing Augusta National, but the most significant addition this year was a pair of rest rooms near the 12th tee. The bathrooms, which cost a reported $1 million, feature slate walls, cathedral ceilings and full-length mirrors. "Very pretty," said one user of the ladies' room. The sparkling men's room, with its 17 urinals and teams of janitors, was surely the best place to take relief in Amen Corner. Unfortunately, Wednesday's deluge led to a sewage backup beneath the rest rooms, and that wasn't azaleas the fans were smelling on Thursday.
Flyover: Ernie Els on Woods's driving distance: "Where my drive finishes, his ball lands."
Hang Time: "Man, we haven't seen nothing yet," said Gary Player at Augusta. "We are going to get a Michael Jordan-type athlete who'll carry it 30 yards past where Tiger lands. In the next 40 years we'll see a guy drive the 1st green here."
Can't Cut It: Tom Lehman did some soul-searching after missing the cut at Augusta. "For the first time since I came out on Tour, I'm not hitting the ball square," said Lehman, who called his tie for second at last month's Players Championship a fluke. "A four-month slump like this makes you want to put your clubs away."
Bargain City: Fans at the National grabbed souvenirs including official Masters Christmas tree ornaments ($37), copper bracelets ($24) and baby shoes with spikes ($24), but that wasn't all you could buy in Augusta last week. Golf nuts who resorted to classified ads and garage sales could pick up a set of 1954 Walter Hagen clubs for $200, a 1996 Yamaha golf cart for $2,300 or a condo near the course for $69,900. At Bobby Jones Ford, a dealership that takes its name from the Bobby Jones Expressway and whose showroom is a replica of the Augusta National clubhouse, salesman Bud Lawrence was talking up a 1999 F-350 Lariat, "the Cadillac of pickups," sticker price $38,135. "But, hey, it's Masters week," said Lawrence, "and I'll do what it takes to put you in this truck—even take you to dinner where Greg Norman eats."
Hooked: John Westwood, a Worksop, England, math teacher whose son won at New Orleans two weeks ago but barely made the cut at the Masters, strolled Augusta National musing on his coming retirement. "I might start a worm farm," said the avid fisherman. "I sold worms when I was a student and made �100 a week. The only reason Lee and I took up golf is that he didn't enjoy fishing." Asked where he collected bait worms, the senior Westwood shook his head and said, "Trade secret."