Majors are marathon climbs, and Tiger is Sir Edmund Hillary.
And to listen to the chatter over the last few days - or at least the comparisons - Tigers stalking Tom Watson in the form of Brandt Snedeker and Ben Hogan in the form of Trevor Immelman.
Immelman, channeling the Hawks action and Freddys luck at 15, has a chance to make his first major a runaway.
With the classic swing to go with the classic good looks he could rocket to the head of a similarly styled class of reticent young hopefuls that we thought would be lead by Adam Scott and Sergio Garcia.
Immelmans been by far the best player in the field and should he shoot anything under par in what figure to be tough conditions then hell have turned in one of the best Masters performances in recent tournament history.
His lead is over Tiger is solid, but still Tiger did his part today, methodically putting the frontrunners in sight.
Shocking - and frankly disappointing - that Phil didnt do his. The Sunday collision between one and two that so many want is pretty much out of the question.
As it turns out it may be another southpaw, Steve Flesch, who turns this into the golden age for lefthanders.
But a thin resume at majors and Tigers hulking presence make that possibility feel flimsy. And yet, if Zach Johnson won a year ago with no previous major success, why cant Steve Flesch? Or Brandt Snedeker? Or Paul Casey?
Casey recently established a foundation in England to introduce kids to sports, saying its time I did my bit.
Plenty in the golf feel that way about Casey and for that matter Immelman. Its time they did their part.
But if they cave Sunday - the weather may conspire to wreck more than a few dreams - and if Tiger somehow steps over a messy pileup to win again, then amazement will have company in the form of disappointment - amazement at his uncanny knack for winning, disappointment at the inability of others with obvious talent to match him.
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