I’m not a golf fan. I don’t play. I don’t watch it on television. As a general sports fan, I follow it just enough to know most of the big names on tour, but that’s about it.
Except for the Masters. Part of that’s because I’ve been in person a few times, of course. Part of it’s the tradition. And part of it’s because when there’s drama, it tends to be oversized.
When it comes to Tiger Woods, I’d characterize myself as more an admirer of his skills during his prime than a fan. I didn’t choose to follow him around the course those times we were both in Augusta, but you look at what he accomplished there, starting at age 21, and it’s impossible not to be impressed. That being said, I found him a little too corporately swallowed to ever allow myself to be emotionally invested in him.
Then came the fall from grace, mostly self-inflicted. Then came the body that seemed to desert him. Together that left the rest of the world besides his fan base to abandon all thought that he could regroup and play at an elite level.
That changed last year at East Lake, but I never thought Woods could do what he did last weekend. The comeback story was emotionally charged, no doubt, but what really impressed me was how his play illustrated the tactical nature of tournament golf, especially in such a setting. Watching him plug away, knowing where he could best pick up a stroke here or there (or, perhaps more importantly, considering what happened on the 12th hole Sunday, knowing where it was best to avoid losing a stroke), was a master class in how to play the game.
Really, just a remarkable feat for someone who literally willed himself back into relevancy.
What did y’all think of it?