Here's the thing about Tiger Woods' apparent resurrection, which we can assume all fans of the Striped One are giddy about: Even if you don't like Woods on a personal level. Even if you don't care to see him win again and you find his gravitational pull of all golf media coverage odious, you have to be happy that we appear to have closed the book on the most annoying and tedious chapter of the Tiger Woods Saga. I'm speaking, of course, about the endless discussion of microdiscectomies, spinal fusion, and pain pill regimens...about the start-stop-surgery-start again course of, what, at least the last five years of Woods' career (and all the compromised golf swings therein). Praise the golf gods, we can focus on Woods the golfer exclusively.
Your Editor, Ben Alberstadt
Woods did not get lucky, to play four rounds in 280 strokes, even par, good for a 12th-place finish. He showed that he is capable of playing the kind of golf that wins PGA Tour events. "Tiger Woods has been born again," crowed Michael Bamberger.
PGA Master Professional Rod Lidenberg on the point at which the game stops being enjoyable for better players. (For hackers, I assume, it stops being enjoyable when you consistently play like trash with no glimmer of hope for improvement)
A 12.5-inch replica of John Daly’s 1995 British Open Championship Claret Jug has been reportedly sold at auction for $66,000...or has it?