A father’s death, an obsession with the Navy SEALs, and a life unraveled.
An interview with Tiger Woods as he turns 40.
“I peaked at 11, to be honest with you.”
A once-great golfer’s private second act.
Charles Pierce’s classic GQ profile of Tiger Woods, annotated.
Each year, thousands of people pay to play eighteen holes of golf at Angola, “the largest maximum-security prison in the country.”
How the golfer hasn’t changed, post-scandal.
Try as his publicity squad might, it's tough to maintain—or now restore—the Tiger Image when former insiders sprout secret-sharing campaigns. "It's always a divorce," David Feherty, longtime commentator and golf-gab-show host, told me recently. "Tiger expects the curtains to remain drawn, and when somebody opens them, it pisses him off. He has appeared superhuman for so long, and it's like he feels the need to perpetuate that myth."
The same forces that put his family in the slum also gave him the golf course on the other side of the wall, and the teachers and sponsors, and the strange ability to hit a ball with a club. But it still doesn't make sense. Sometimes it seems as if fate is wrestling with itself, making sure the circumstances of his birth are always conspiring to take away whatever gifts might allow him to escape it. He lives in two worlds, each one pulling away from the other. Anil is in the middle, trying to keep his balance.