Whatever you need, it's there. If you can't find it, you aren't trying. |
When I got my first invitation in the mail, I almost threw it away because I didn't know what it was. It doesn't stand out at all. It's a plain, normal white envelope. Doesn't say Augusta National, no return address. And once I opened it, well, now it's in a frame in my office. My first invitation to the Masters. |
You've got to play good. |