LOS ANGELES — Andrew Augustyniak has won the Masters more times than he can remember. It goes like this: He rolls a perfectly struck putt across the undulations of the 18th green, lifts his Scotty Cameron putter to the sky and waves to the gallery as the ball trickles into the cup.
Sometimes, there's even a witness.
In fairness, Augustyniak does enjoy a home-course advantage. He need only walk out the sliding-glass door in Gilbert, Ariz., and he's in a miniature Masters paradise. His backyard is like the back nine at Augusta National through the wrong end of a telescope. It's a replica of the holes from tee to green, a masterpiece in flawless artificial turf, complete with an authentic-looking leaderboard, a stone Hogan Bridge on No. 12, and a Rolex-style golf clock that reads "Augustyniak National."
