Your jaw dropped in shocked silence when Rory McIlroy's putt slithered past the hole, sending him into a sudden-death playoff against Justin Rose. You stood, too nervy to stay seated, as the men played it out, dripping in tension. And then: The elated release as McIlroy did what he came to Augusta to do and took home the green jacket. As he cried into the green in joy, you at last let out that shout you were holding in.
Now, what if you could step outside your house and see that beautiful game any day of the week?
