Huber Blog: Catching up with the defending champ's brother

TNT's Emmy Award-winning essayist Jim Huber is in Augusta for the Masters, and each day he will report on what he saw, heard and felt at storied Augusta National Golf Club. This is his Sunday edition.

By Jim Huber, Special to PGA.com

AUGUSTA, Ga. -- One of the great meeting places in the sports world is under the magnificent ancient oak directly behind the Augusta National clubhouse. It's breadth is such that you could hold a stockholder's session under one branch and a small circus under another.

There, this morning, amidst rumors of President Obama's arrival, I ran into Mark Immelman, brother to the defending Masters champion. He coaches golf at Columbus State across Georgia about four hours and also works not only with his brother Trevor but with former Masters champion Larry Mize. The latter has undergone a remarkable revival at this year's edition, opening with a stunning 67.

"He's not only worked so hard on his own game," said Mark, "but he's been a tremendous influence on Trevor. I think Trev felt a little out of place early in the week and Larry told him to relax and know that he belonged here. Especially Tuesday night at the champions dinner.

"They've become really good friends."

OLD IS RELATIVE: Should Kenny Perry hang on and win this Masters, he would become the oldest major champion in history at a few months shy of 49. Do we then call him "Old Kenny"? Old Tom Morris, after all, was just 40 when he won his first Open Championship in 1861. Of course, they only called him that to separate him from his son, Young Tom.

FLAGS ARE FLYING: International contingents are gearing up for the possibility of a first-time Masters champion from their ranks. Angel Cabrera would be the first South American. Shingo Katayama would be the first Asian. Steve Stricker the first from Wisconsin.

SIXTIES MAN: If Cabrera shoots in the 60s again Sunday, he would become the first man in the 73-year history of the Masters to record four straight rounds under 70. Immelman went into Sunday a year ago with the same opportunity, only to cruise home with a 75. One of the strangest records in all of golf.

ONLY AT AUGUSTA: It turned out to be the oddest of Sundays. The Tiger-and-Phil Show seemed to suck all of the life out of the rest of the field, leaving the leaders all by themselves to a point where you wondered where the real story was.

It was wonderful theater, remarkable drama, but in the end, another Augusta sideshow.

If we were wondering where the roars had gone, by the way, wonder no longer. They were simply hiding in the loblollys, waiting for a reason to return.

They got plenty of that on Sunday.