It’s painful to watch. For almost 30 years I’ve followed Tiger Woods achieve records in golf that will likely never be equaled. Only one record escapes him - most majors. To see him hobbling around in search of another Masters victory is sad. His reconstructed body and his age have finally done him in. Please, Tiger, retire now before the memories of your has-been years eclipse those wonderful feats you accomplished.
Tiger made the cut at the Masters for the 24th consecutive time, establishing still another record. But he finished dead last. And by the time St. Andrews rolls around for The Open venue again, Tiger will be in his fifties. Time to retire, man. You can still design golf courses, captain the Ryder Cup, and ride in a golf cart when playing golf for fun.