The untold truth of the Masters

Hello, friends. Even if you don't give a hoot about golf, you probably know of the Masters. The beauty, grace, and pageantry — they're difficult to pull off without coming off as over-the-top corny, yet the good folks at Augusta National manage to do just that. Every year in April is appointment viewing (or appointment sneaking a look at the live coverage on the official website when your boss isn't looking) for golf fans.
How did we get where we are today? How did the third-largest city in the eighth-largest state end up having the premiere golf tournament in the world? If you think you know the story of Augusta National, you probably don't. It hasn't been a layup hole to get where they are today, but somehow Augusta National has made it out of some very tough (and very public) lies. Let's take a look at the Masters, from Tea Olive to Holly.