Watching Tiger Woods throw a few tantrums, kick his golf club, drop a few curse words and generally behave like a frustrated hack at sacred Augusta was easily more entertaining than watching him throw down a fist pump after making a 35-foot putt uphill.
It's great theater watching Humility have her way with Tiger on a course. This level of forced humility, on the course, Tiger has to deal with now makes him more interesting to watch. The same guy that forced designers to tear up their courses now struggles for even par along with Bill Haas, Scott Stallings and everyone whose names you likely may not know.
Tiger finished this latest Master's a plus-5, behind Jonathan Byrd, Nick Watney and Jason Dufner.
This is not on Tiger's former swing coach.
People thought after Tiger won the Bay Hill last week that Tiger was back. That win was his first since 2009. Sorry. The Tiger that embarrassed the field is gone, forever. In his place is just another world-class golfer, who will sometimes win but most of the times won't.
Like everyone else I fell for Woods in that his dominance was so overwhelming and so impressive it was nearly impossible not to watch. Never once did I feel like cheering for Tiger. Something about his other-wordly arrogance just turned me off. So little he projected felt real or genuine, and it always seemed as if he was rubbing it in people's collective face.
Tiger knew he was better than his peers, but somewhere along the way he forgot he was not better than the game. This game, perhaps more than any other, eventually humiliates everyone who has dared try it.
Tiger's personal stuff is his personal stuff, and none of our business. I simply do not care because it was never intended for public consumption.
Tiger's game, and on the course behavior, are. His brattish antics are nothing new; not quite on the same level as a John McEnroe but they are certainly far beneath some of the greats Tiger is routinely mentioned with - Arnie, Jack, etc.
Tiger's life, from his youth to today, follows such a unique story arc it's nearly impossible not to watch. This is not like rooting for a guy to fail; he has achieved a level of success and security playing a game most of us will ever know.
You may long for the days of Tiger the Great, where he lapped the field with an arrogant smirk. That was interesting. Watching a course reduce this guy to just being another guy is great fun, too.
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