I was never much of a golf fan growing up, but whenever the Masters rolled around, I always knew to keep an eye out for Tiger Woods. Even though Tiger had turned pro after only two years at Stanford, that was enough of a connection to the best golfer in the world to ensure my undying bandwagon fandom.
Last Thursday through Sunday were perhaps the four quietest days of Jim Harbaugh’s life. As a competitor in the AT&T Pebble Beach National Pro-Am, he wasn’t allowed to scream, shout or otherwise contort his head for a good 96 hours, which most of us in the Bay Area see as uncharted territory. And if Jim Harbaugh keeps calm, who has the right to do otherwise?
You don’t have to be a golf fan to have fun at Pebble. The biggest attractions at the event are by far the celebrities.
Will this spring break never end? I never thought I’d say it, but I might be ready to write papers again. I’m told I’ll be doing plenty of that in Oxford. I can only take so many days of lounging around and catching up on 30 Rock on Netflix before the days start to blur together. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the ability to jet off to Europe this weekend to stave off boredom. However, I had something even better than excessive travel to keep me busy: the Masters.
It’s no secret that I don’t like golf. I even wrote a column a year ago arguing that it’s not really a sport. So it comes as a bit of a surprise even to myself that last weekend I not only showed some interest in the happenings of the Ryder Cup, I even watched some of it on TV…
As the results from the final round of the Masters came in on Sunday, the sports media dutifully covered the fact that Tiger Woods had won another green jacket. After all the media hype surrounding the event, which marked Tiger’s return to professional golf after the sex scandal that consumed his life last winter, it was only justified that Tiger should win…