Florida State Sophomore Drew Kittleson, the runner-up at the 2008 U.S. Amateur Championship, is penning an exclusive diary for masters.com during the 2009 Tournament. The Scottsdale, Ariz., native is making his first Masters playing appearance in only his second year with one of college golf’s most successful programs. During the Masters, he will write daily on his experiences and performances in his initial showing at Augusta National Golf Club. This is his entry after the second round.

Well, my great Masters adventure is finally over. But at least I will have one or two shots and pieces of crystal to remember it by.

It was an up-and-down ride to say the least. I think my Florida State coach told me I made three pars on the back nine over the last two days. That’s pretty wild, along with plenty of double- and triple bogeys.

But the one shot everybody will remember, including me, came today on the par 4 11th hole.

I hit a beautiful drive, right down the middle of the fairway with 195 yards left to the pin. I’ve read a lot of Masters history and I know about the famous things which have happened there. Now, I guess I’ll be a very small part of that.

I hit my 6-iron shot right on the line and while I didn’t actually see it go in the hole that’s certainly where it was headed. The roars let me know it had gone in for an eagle two.

I threw both of my arms out in the air like I was flying. My playing partners all gave me a handshake or high-fives and I just felt incredible.

I did the FSU tomahawk chop on the fairway, which may be a first in Masters history, and then went over to high five my buddies outside the ropes.

It was pretty crazy out for a while, so I had the calm myself down. Every time I had a chance for an eagle this week, like on the par-5 second hole Thursday, my friends would start chanting ‘crystal, crystal,’ which is what they give you for eagles around here.

I finally got one, but I don’t even know how often that’s been done on No. 11 (nine times); still it was pretty amazing.

Of course, I followed that up with a triple bogey on No. 12, when the wind was really crazy, and I hit it in the water on No. 13 on my second shot.

The other highlight was on No. 15, the par 5, where I hit another 6-iron to about 25-30 feet and made that uphill putt for a second eagle.

That’s why I held up two fingers as I was walking off the green. Two fingers, two eagles, two pieces of crystal. I guess it’s pretty exciting how I put my name in the record book on No. 11.

I don’t think I’ll frame that 6-iron; I still need it for college, but I probably need to hit it more often.

As far as getting a crystal container for my apartment, I don’t really have anything like that, because I never really needed it before.

Maybe I’ll send one of my crystal pieces back home to Arizona and keep one at home in Florida State. That’s probably a good plan.

Because we teed off so early in the morning (8 a.m.), I didn’t really have much time to do anything other than wake up and play golf.

I got up about 6:30 a.m., went on a quick jog, got ready, hit balls and played. Of course, I had another omelet. If somebody is cooking them, I’m eating ‘em. That’s one thing I’m going to miss here, the great food.

My playing partners were great and it was just a special time this week. Overall it was unforgettable, that’s probably the best word I can find to describe the entire time.

I’d like to think I’m pretty close out here, but I just want to play and get better. I certainly want to get back.

I’m planning on staying the rest of the week at the Tournament, hanging out for another couple of nights at the Crow’s Nest.

Because I’ve missed so much school work, I’ll probably do some homework Saturday morning and go out to the course Saturday afternoon. We leave Wednesday for the ACC conference tournament where we are the defending champions, so I certainly have to get ready for that.

I appreciate my teachers letting me miss so much class, especially Ms. McCrea, who was looking for a shout out from my diary and now has one.

Just to have so many friends and family here was tremendous, even PGA Tour golfer Jeff Sluman, who loaned me his caddy for the week, came out here to watch me play Thursday.

It will take a week or so to really collect my thoughts, maybe crystallize them I should say, but I’ve been writing things down to help me remember.

It was lots of fun, lots of memories, and now a couple of cool glasses to drink out of and hopefully toast my future success.