I still remember it like it was yesterday.
The year was 2013 at The Masters during the second round. The day my love for golf and Tiger Woods initially began.
I remember sitting down on my couch when Tiger was playing the 13th hole at Augusta National during the second round of The Masters.
Tiger had a gap wedge into the par 5 15th.
And then this happened:
For some reason, it was at this moment that my love for golf and Tiger Woods began. I wish I could tell you why, but this is where it all began. Even though he ultimately lost 4 shots total on this hole (water hazard penalty, drop, 2 strokes for having a bad drop).
Ever since that day, I have watched every single round he has played in, major or non-major. If I am not able to watch his full round, then I try my best to catch at least a glimpse of the GOAT (greatest of all time) himself.
I have watched some of his worst rounds and some of his best rounds. And I wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s part of the process of getting what you want. Dealing with the good and bad.
I watched every single shot he hit during the worst round of his career at the 2015 Memorial tournament. He shot an inexplicable 85, and yet my belief never wavered.
I always had a feeling he would get back to the top of the golf world (no really, ask my family). And those days are coming soon, very soon.
I try my best to work my schedule around his tee times for each tournament (and no I’m not ashamed of this).
When I’m watching him compete in tournaments, I go into this whole other world. I guess you could say my “happy place”.
When he hits a bad shot, my heart sinks. When he hits a good shot, my excitement level goes through the roof.
This seems to only happen when I’m watching sports, more so watching Tiger Woods though (he is my favorite athlete of all time so I’m guessing that has…