As an avid golfer, I've lost my fair share of balls in the trees and other terrain. If you've ever hit the links, you know what I'm talking about. Those little white suckers seem to disappear at will. How many times has the crack of the swing been followed all too often by the query, "Did you see where that went?" Like many of my compatriots, my first instinct upon losing a ball to the black hole of the lumberyard, or to the watery depths, is to call Mulligan and grab another.
This past week I had the unique opportunity to play in the Farmers Insurance Open, formally known as the Buick Invitational. This has been one of the main stops of the PGA tour for many years now and draws some of the world's best golfers, including Phil Mickelson, Ernie Els and Robert Allenby.
Tiger Woods made golf interesting to watch and, just as soon as the sport seemed to be faltering because he had so monopolized it, he managed to bring it to life yet again. Personally, I would prefer to just appreciate him for his mastery of the sport.
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