One of the greatest weeks in the world of sports is finally here, Masters week. The Super Bowl of golf. A signal that the long, miserable winter is finally over and spring is almost here.
The first image that comes to mind when you hear the words “The Masters” and “Augusta National” is Tiger Woods in his vintage Sunday red on the course being followed by hundreds of loud, energetic, and drunk fans, while fist pumping around the course after incredibly clutch shots.
As everyone knows, Tiger nearly lost his life in a horrific car accident last February and resulted in both of his legs being broken, damage to his ankle bones, and trauma to the muscle and soft tissue in his leg. Golf’s greatest legend was stuck in a wheel chair for months and had to have multiple rods and screws inserted into his leg and nearly had to have the leg amputated.
A little over a year later, it’s Masters week, and Tiger Fucking Woods is somehow potentially playing in golfs greatest tournament. A tournament that is not only the most prestigious, but a tournament that he absolutely OWNS.
The champ himself says that he is a “Game- Time” decision for this weeks Masters. Can you imagine if he not only plays, but somehow makes the cut and is in contention on Sunday rocking the Tiger red? That may go down as one of the greatest stories in the history of sports. Tiger is currently listed at +5500 to win.
In the words of legendary Chubbs Peterson: He’s gonna play, and by god he’s gonna win.
