From the lush hills of Palo Alto, to the serene meadows of Georgia, Tiger Woods swung hard, uncorking long majestic drives.
From an iconic prodigy to fallen hero, he made some foolish choices.
Loose women and saddled with a bad back, the bottom fell out.
Tiger Woods stared into the abyss and only the blackness of a once promising life and career stared back. Through perseverance, he soldiered on. The fallen hero, now an underdog arrived in Georgia and surprised everyone, delivering a masterful Cinderellaesque performance reclaiming the Green Jacket every golfer aspires to wear.
On a crisp sunny morning in California, Tiger cranked off a powerful drive. Over 90 miles an hour, police now say, the SUV with Woods at the wheel veered off the road and rolled. With a fractured hip and a Vicodin drip, Tiger lay in the hospital, lucky to be alive.
The sweet smell of springtime peaches in Georgia won’t tickle his nostrils. Tiger lays at home on the couch in Cali, wondering what might have been.
From the lush hills of Palo Alto, to the serene meadows of Georgia, Tiger Woods swung hard, uncorking long majestic drives.
From an iconic prodigy to fallen hero, he made some foolish choices.
Loose women and saddled with a bad back, the bottom fell out.
Tiger Woods stared into the abyss and only the blackness of a once promising life and career stared back. Through perseverance, he soldiered on. The fallen hero, now an underdog arrived in Georgia and surprised everyone, delivering a masterful Cinderellaesque performance reclaiming the Green Jacket every golfer aspires to wear.
On a crisp sunny morning in California, Tiger cranked off a powerful drive. Over 90 miles an hour, police now say, the SUV with Woods at the wheel veered off the road and rolled. With a fractured hip and a Vicodin drip, Tiger lay in the hospital, lucky to be alive.
The sweet smell of springtime peaches in Georgia won’t tickle his nostrils. Tiger lays at home on the couch in Cali, wondering what might have been.
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From an iconic prodigy to fallen hero, he made some foolish choices.
Loose women and saddled with a bad back, the bottom fell out.
Tiger Woods stared into the abyss and only the blackness of a once promising life and career stared back.
Through perseverance, he soldiered on. The fallen hero, now an underdog arrived in Georgia and surprised everyone, delivering a masterful Cinderellaesque performance reclaiming the Green Jacket every golfer aspires to wear.
On a crisp sunny morning in California, Tiger cranked off a powerful drive. Over 90 miles an hour, police now say, the SUV with Woods at the wheel veered off the road and rolled. With a fractured hip and a Vicodin drip, Tiger lay in the hospital, lucky to be alive.
The sweet smell of springtime peaches in Georgia won’t tickle his nostrils. Tiger lays at home on the couch in Cali, wondering what might have been.
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