Like last year, it happened during breakfast at the Masters. Like last year, everyone was talking about Tiger Woods and the 12th hole.
Everything else was different Sunday at a Masters unlike any other, including the man who slipped on a green jacket for the first — and likely not the last — time. Dustin Johnson didn't just win the Masters, he obliterated an Augusta National course that ended up playing a lot easier in November than it ever did in April.
Johnson did it with the nonchalance of a player who could have been at the local muni for a Sunday game with his buddies. And he did it without the usual stress of an April Sunday, when the roars echo through the tall pines and players suddenly become very nervous about more than just the slippery greens.
Now the question becomes: What will the Masters look like just five months from now?
There will be flowering azaleas, that's for sure. We missed those this year, even though the course looked spectacular and fans watching on TV got to see parts of the golf course they didn't know existed.
And there just might be fans, something that this Masters was missing — and missing badly. While the grandeur of Augusta National was on display in the final round, the Master just isn't as grand without the fans who bring as much to the tournament as the tricky tee shot on No. 12 that led to an astonishing 10 for Woods on the same hole where he took command last year.
No roars. No buzz. Just a relentless march to a win that was decided long before Johnson made one last birdie on the par-5 15th.
To be sure, Johnson likely would have held on to the four-shot lead he brought into the final round even if the place was jammed full. He was in complete control of his game and the golf course all week, and the only real question was whether he would break the all-time Masters scoring record — which he ended up doing by two shots with a final round 68.