I spent my day off Monday tending to my lawn and basking in the reverie of Sunday’s dramatic finish at The Masters. I’d been pulling hard for Adam Scott down the stretch, and to see the genial Aussie drain two gutsy birdie putts to defeat Angel Cabrera in a playoff – and put to rest his demons from Royal Lytham – did my heart good.
Upon finishing my yard work in mid-afternoon, I dialed my Dad to chat about The Masters. I was eager to hear his take on the finish, but instead I heard, “Have you turned on the news?”
The bombing at the Boston Marathon, just an hour from my home, quickly pushed Augusta from my mind. As a former Boston resident, I’ve attended the marathon and many times strolled Boylston Street, the well-known thoroughfare that was torn by senseless terror Monday afternoon.
In the hours following the bombing, as news emerged that two were dead and dozens injured, I learned that a former roommate had been watching just a block from the blasts and my sister-in-law was just a few miles away. Fortunately, both were safe.
Still, this cowardly act struck a little too close to home. No doubt PGA Tour player Joe Ogilvie must have felt similarly. The bombs detonated after his wife, Colleen, crossed the finish line in 3 hours, 37 minutes and 29 seconds.
“Sucks … we are OK, others not. Wackos,” Ogilvie tweeted Monday afternoon before expanding on his emotions on the social network later in the evening: “I hope we can transport eventual suspects to a location that has primitive interrogation laws.”
I sympathize with Ogilvie’s outrage. Meanwhile, Greg Norman also denounced the attacks and sent his thoughts and prayers to the innocent victims, less than 24 hours after watching his Aussie protégé Scott capture the green jacket that so famously eluded him. “These cowards show no mercy. No mercy should be given to them,” he tweeted.
Ogilvie and Norman were among the dozens of golf notables tweeting about the tragedy in its aftermath. Given that the carnage occurred during a major international sporting event, it certainly begs the question: How safe are spectators and players at golf’s biggest events?
That’s a question tournament organizers no doubt will be wrestling with in the wake of this marathon horror.