The 2016 Masters: Can Phil Mickelson Beat the Young Guns?

Golf is only a game, of course. A silly, frustrating game, with some deeply retrogressive aspects attending its role in broader society. But every April, when we’re viewing the blooming magnolias and baize-like greens at Augusta National Golf Club, some of us like to pretend that the Masters tournament is an annual ritual that captures various profundities of the human condition—something akin to a Greek tragedy, full of triumph, tragedy, and pathos.