Fans recall their favorite Tiger tales, part two | Things you don't know about Tiger Woods | Fans recall their favorite Tiger tales | Woods grows into golfing legend before our eyes | Woods inches closer to owning his swing | Woods' pro debut a memorable, if not a winning, one | What they're saying about Tiger now | What they said about Tiger back in 1996/97 | Players share Tiger stories | Tiger Woods also a legend off the course with charitable work | Share Your Tiger Memories As Tiger celebrates his 10th anniversary on the PGA TOUR, fans recalled some of their favorite Tiger tales from the past decade. Some met him, some got a glimpse of him, some just watched him on television. All, however, left with an admiration and appreciation for one of the greatest golfers in the game. Share your favorite Tiger memory. My Tiger tale is from the 2005 Wachovia Championship at the Quail Hollow Club in Charlotte, N.C. My wife and I went to Friday’s round early in the morning. I am a Tiger fan on top of being a huge fan of the PGA TOUR. My wife, who was my fiancée at the time, happens to think Tiger is really good looking. Anyway, we left the house about 5:00 a.m., and with the drive and bus ride onto the golf course, it was about 7:45a.m. Tiger had a 7:55 tee time, so we got to watch him on the putting green.
Tiger is by far the biggest celebrity my wife and I have been around.
Anyway, the weather was bad that morning, about 55 degrees with wind and
rain. People were crowded around the first tee box, so my wife and I
walk down the fairway to where I think the drives are going to land.
Tiger ends up hitting it about 30 yards past where I thought. The first
green was pretty crowded, so I looked over at the No. 2 tee box, and
there were only five people around the box. I led my wife to the box,
and we were even with the tee box markers on the 175-yard par 3. Tiger’s
group finishes up on No. 1 and he made birdie so he had the honors. I
don’t know what he hit, but I’m guessing an 8-iron. The pin was in the
front of the green, and he knocked it stiff to within 2 feet. After he
hit, he walked to the edge of the ropes as the spectators were yelling
“great shot Tiger!” He couldn’t help but look at my wife and I because
we were within an arm’s length of him. The other two guys went ahead and
hit and, as the last one walked down towards the green, my wife whirled
around and squeezed my arm and said, “Kevin, he looked at me! Do I look
alright?” Of course my beautiful wife looked alright, but I thought it
was quite hilarious for a lady to be concerned about her looks at a time
like that. Because of the bad weather and the early tee time, we were
lucky that Tiger didn’t have one of his usual “Tiger” crowds. We were
able to follow him shot for shot until the 14th hole. I don’t know that
if that will ever happen again.
My wife and I attended a TigerJam in Las Vegas. He was doing a clinic
before the round and took questions from the crowd. All the questions
from the audience were about the big, powerful, dramatic shots, e.g. how
to hit the driver "off the deck." I raised my hand and asked him, "How
about some putting tips?" There was an audible groan from those around
me for my "soft" question. Tiger looked right in my eyes and said,
"That's a GREAT question!" He then proceeded to talk about the critical
importance of putting and gave us some wonderful tips. Every time he
makes one of his outstanding putts, I remember my question -- and his
answer!
My son, Robert, just turned two, and we were at the World Golf Championships-Accenture Match Play Championship at La
Costa. My wife had our son in her arms, and Tiger autographed a cap for
him. He spent a long time signing his name just perfectly and letting a
photographer take a picture of the three of them. It showed how Tiger
really cares about kids and is so attractive to children. I will never
forget our son’s mouth going agape, and at that moment and ever since
always enthusiastically saying “Tiger Woods” whenever he sees Tiger on
television.
Tiger met my uncle at a Costco in Orange County, Calif. a couple of
years ago in the checkout line. He had a large shopping cart with a
myriad of purchases. He was shocked not only that Tiger was shopping in
public but he was alone. They conversed for a few minutes and he found
him not only friendly but genuinely down to earth! They discovered that
his mother was a close neighbor and he was heading over to her house
after Costco.
1996 U.S. Amateur at Pumpkin Ridge: My college roommate & I both
qualified for the tournament. I missed the cut and he made it through to
match play in a playoff at the 64th spot and drew the number one seed --
Tiger. I caddied for my roommate during the match. We could tell he was
flat, perhaps because of the early tee time at 7:00 a.m. and Tiger is
two down after four. On the eighth hole the pin is located on the front
right and he hits his ball to the back edge of the green, on top of a
large tier against the collar. By this time the crowd had swelled to
three or four deep. He proceeded to blade a sand wedge down the tier,
rams the flagstick and drops in for birdie from about 50 feet. He gives
his patented fist pump and the crowd just roars! He follows that up with
a driver and a nine iron to the ninth, a hole where most the field is
hitting 3- ,4- or 5-irons in. The momentum of the match had swung and my
roommate ended up losing the match 3 and 2. But what a great experience
for both of us! 1995 Stanford Invitational: My college team played in
the event and Tiger obviously was the main attraction. Our team finished
our rounds and then went out to follow him. Earl Woods was following but
at a noticeable distance. I approached him and had a lengthy discussion
about Tiger including how tough he was and is mentally. What Mr. Woods
said that day was extremely valuable information, insight that I used
throughout my collegiate and professional career. It spoke volumes about
the class Mr. Woods possessed to take time to speak and share with a
golfer on another college team.
In 1997, my son, who was seven at the time, and I attend the Phoenix
Open now called the FBR Open. We had followed Tiger for awhile when he gets to the 13th
hole, which is a par 5. Tiger got there in two, so he was putting for an
eagle and made it. My son began running to the rope area where the
players walk off. I thought for sure he was going to rush out to grab
and hug the man. But he stopped at the ropes and as Tiger walked by he
simply said, “Hi Tiger!” Tiger turned to see who had said it and there
stood my son. With that smile on his face, that makes you like the young
man, he says "Hi Kid!” It made my son and me happy. Today he's almost 16
and he still talks about the day Tiger said hi to him. Tiger doesn't
come to Phoenix anymore, which is sad, but we will always be rooting for
him.
While at the 1997 Masters I overheard a spectator mention to a friend that he thought
Augusta National would eat Tiger up and spit him out. That was on
Tuesday during the practice round. I would have loved to have been there
on Sunday when Tiger won the tournament by 12 strokes. After shooting a
40 on the front nine, Tiger turned it around and never lost momentum as
he ate that course up. It was a huge turning moment for the game of golf. |
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