Darn clever, those good ol' boys at Augusta National. Waited juuust long enough to admit a woman (Come on down, Condy Rice!) to make it look as if they weren't forced into it.
That was the crux of former chairman Hootie Johnson's I-will-not-and-you-can't-make-me obstinance a decade ago, remember, when Martha Burk's crowd was raising Cain on this issue. Remember how he said Augusta might one day accept women, but it wouldn't be "at the point of the bayonet?"
Well, boys, how's the point of that bayonet feel now?
Because, listen, if you think this was entirely Augusta's idea, I've got a ticket on the reality train for you. This was the result of rising pressure from any number of quarters, some of them even corporate, to at least join the 20th century. I realize that still leaves Augusta a century behind, but one miracle at a time.
So, good for Augusta, finally. And, oh, yes, in case you're wondering what the score is ....
Burk 1, Hootie 0.