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The first major of the year is also the kick-off to the season for many players across the country. What better way to begin your season than with a fresh pair of limited edition FJ's?To celebrate this year's tournament, we would like to offer you a chance to win custom MyJoys featuring our unique Limited Edition Augusta leather before it is available to the general public!As Players, we have all played the famed course in our minds, so we want to hear your ultimate golf experience at Augusta. Would it be: heading up Magnolia Drive? Putting a peg in the tee box at No. 1 and the anticipation of one of the most precious tee times in the world? Making a birdie around Amen Corner? Walking over the Hogan bridge, where all of the legends have walked. Seeing the Magnolia's in bloom?
HOW TO ENTER - Comment below telling us about your dream round, and you will be entered to win a pair of MyJoys with the Limited Edition Augusta Print leather (men's and women's, cleated and spikeless options available).
The period to enter will be Monday March 11, 2013 - Monday March 18, 2013 at 12:00 pm. Three winners will be chosen at random March 18, 2013 following the sweepstakes period.Void where prohibited. Open to US residents 18 years or older. For additional rules and regulations click here
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My dream round would consist of me shooting my worst round ever, in the cold and rain, and playing with three hacks I've never met before who didn't speak english.
Why is this my dream round? Because it's Augusta, that's why.
Can you really have just one dream round at Augusta?! The one that comes to mind right now would be me and Steve Stricker vs. my friend Sam Johnson and Dustin Johnson. The battle of 2 friends with their favorite golfers - now THAT would be something to blog about! :)
Augusta with sunday pin placements, Me, Brooks, Chase, and Pat Kelly (with a month's notice so I could practice)
Playing with my dad at Augusta....
My dream round would be with Bobby Jones, Bob Hope, and Sam Snead. I would shoot a perfect 90 to match my handycap and I would have more laughs than I ever had on a golf course.
My dream round would consist of 18 holes and lunch or dinner with Tiger, Rory and Keegan at Augusta.
My dream round would involve getting to Augusta National on a Friday afternoon, playing the par 3 course then having dinner in the clubhouse. I'd love to stay in the Crows Nest that evening which wouldn't involve any sleep because of the excitement that lies ahead the next morning. An 8:00am tee time with some of my best friends from home would absolutely make the trip. Really wouldn't care what I shot just because strolling those fairways for four hours would be magical and just the ultimate dream fulfilled.
My dream round would consist of my grandfather, Jack and Tiger. It would start the night before with the four of us having dinner and sharing our golf related stories. The next day we would play augusta as well as the par 3 course.
My Dream Round would be with my Dad, who I never had a chance to play a round with, my son, and the friend who got me started on golf. Unfortunately my son never met either of these two men who have long since passed, but we have talked often about them. Playing Augusta would be a plus but I would take a quiet round anywhere we could go together.
It would be my brother, my wife, and my best friend. Would love to get a crack at the Par 3 course as well.
It would start as we turned of Washington Ave onto Magnolia Lane. The trees shading that magical lane as our car crept towards the Mt Olympus of Golf. Stepping into the clubhouse and lacing up those Footjoys would be the signal that a dream was about to come true. Walking from the practice range to the first tee I can only imagine the pulse racing and my heart beating out of my chest. Each hole would be a snapshot in time creating memories and a permanent smile.. The Par 3 6th down the hill,Amen Corner, 16 over the pond and Eisenhower's tree just to point out a few. Stepping off the 18th tee hugging my cousin as we had just spent 4 hours sharing something that is priceless. Walking up that bowling alley of an emerald green fairway with the clubhouse in the background. One last picture capturing and expression of pure joy then a drive back down Magnolia Lane as we turn west into the setting sun. An experience we would share over and over as we pulled out those pictures time after time to show other members of the Bayou Bogey Golf and Social Club.
I would simply like to be able to walk the grounds with my father and enjoy all that the course has to offer. The Masters was the one tournament each year that we enjoyed together as much as possible.
Play a round of golf in a foursome with my Dad, Tiger Woods, Rory McIlroy, and I and then hitting a great iron shot into 13 and sink a birdie. My dad would enjoy the experience as much as I would since he is the one who got me into golf. It would be a day full of great unforgettable memories as well as our greatest annual father son golf trip!
During the 1930s', around Cleveland, Ohio, my grandfather, spent the majority of time around the course as a scratch golfer. He once had the opportunity to caddy for John D. Rockefeller. At the end of the round Rockefeller tipped grandad a dime and thanked him for caddying! Currently, I use one of my grandfathers cart bags. As I was cleaning it, a 1960s' penny fell out. The penny must have been stuck somewhere deep inside the pocket. Although the coin is not the Rockefeller dime, to me this penny is more special. I have the opportunity to play with with my grandfather every time I am on the course. My dream round would be to go back in time and play one round with my grandfather during the 1930s'.
I would play Augusta National, with Arnold Palmer, my two best friends Larry Bernat and Steve Nagy, wearing my new Limited Edition Augusta My Joys. Thank you for allowing me to dream. Ken McDonald, Burton MI.