Augusta has again produced a fitting finale to the first major of the year

Sport can be cruel, but in Garcia golf has another worthy champion who finally determined his own destiny, writes John McHenry.

A number of years ago, I had the great fortune to get to Augusta National for the US Masters. Although only a spectator, I found myself drooling with excitement as the iconic venue had long been a favourite of mine.

Back then, the course was more mystical, in that we rarely saw much of the front nine on TV, but that didn’t matter, because Augusta in my mind’s eye was always about the back nine anyway. How wrong I was.