Yesterday, the golf world paid tribute to Arnold Palmer, who himself said goodbye to the Masters tournament after a 50-year run. The fact that he shot a second-round 84 and missed the cut seemed almost irrelevant.
Kudos to Palmer for recognizing when the time has come to make a graceful exit. Fifty years is indeed an impressive run. And kudos should also (grudgingly) go out to the stuffed shirts in green jackets who run the Masters. These same dinosaurs did try to run Palmer off a couple of years ago, but they were at least smart enough to recognize that they were about to do something incredibly stupid. This way both parties were able to bask in the moment. For Palmer, it was a well-deserved 18-hole standing ovation. For the stuffed shirts, well, for at least one day they didn't come off as a bunch of ham-handed Good Ol' White Boys. These buffoons need all the positive press they can get.
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