The Tarmac at Augusta Regional Airport on Masters Week was unlike any other this week as a fleet of private jets stretched out seemingly to the horizon. All were in town to take in action at Augusta National, with a mind-blogging array of private aircraft lining the runways of AGS like patrons along the fairways of ANGC.
A look at all the private planes parked in Augusta for The Masters ?? pic.twitter.com/kOLnOlyuUS
— Front Office Sports (@FOS) April 8, 2022
We have three simple words for this: Must. Be. Nice. Most of us humble peasants, if lucky enough to ever score Masters tickets, have to hoof it two hours from Atlanta International, serenaded by screaming newborns while subsisting entirely on stale peanuts. These folks get to touch down minutes from the course without ever having to put down their champagne flutes. This is what we in the business call “levels.”
Anyway, enough whining. Augusta Regional Airport hires 100 new employees and trucks in over half a million gallons of fuel each spring to deal with the Masters rush, but if the tournament keeps growing like it has — an ever-expanding juggernaut of branding and sports — AGS could soon be giving JFK a run for its money.
