1997
THE DAY TIGER WOODS TOOK OVER GOLF
Just before Tiger went to the first tee on Sunday in his first major as a pro, I put my arm around him and said, “This is your day. Go out and enjoy it.” After 66-65 on Friday and Saturday, he had a nine-shot lead, but Tiger was never a bragger, never looked back, always what’s next. I remember his response, with a knowing smile: “I’ve got this, Butchie.”
Tiger was ready for this stage, and his game was perfect for Augusta National—his length off the tee, his high ball flight, pressure putting. He hit irons into most of the par 5s that week, even wedges into 15 a couple of times. As the vibe went from what could be to breaking…
