AUGUSTA, Ga. – The Masters is all about rules. As one storm approached Augusta National late Thursday and another seemed to be passing with each hole and each birdie, still there were rules.
Just ask one of the ubiquitous Pinkertons, the longtime keepers of order at the year’s first major. “There’s no running, no bare feet, you have to sit up or stand,” the large man said without a hint of hyperbole.
And, for Woods, nowhere to hide from the ugly circus that has become his life. At least not in the Pinkerton-safe air high above the venerable layout. That was obvious as a small, single-engine plane struggled against an approach gale pulling a large sign that read, “Sex Addiction? Yeah, sure. Me to!”
Within the confines of the club, however, was a different story. The patrons grew more vocal with each swing, with each putt. Proving, once and for all, the best way for Woods to move forward in his professional life is to do what he does best – player very good golf.
After a slow start, Woods birdied the third and ignited the crowd with a 10-foot eagle putt at No. 8 that drew a subdued fist pump. He was even better at the ninth after hitting his drive in the left rough he hoisted a high draw into a helping wind that rolled 8 feet past the hole for birdie and an outward 3-under 33. Who says the National doesn’t favor a draw?