Golf is an allegory for life, and Tiger Woods’ win at the 2019 Masters has something to teach us all.
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East Potomac
Rob Collins
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Merv Waldrop
“The only time I play golf is in my yard, once a year. So when they would come over, we’d hit balls around. And one year we said, ‘Next year, let’s set up some holes and invite our friends over and have our own little Masters tournament.’ It started one year, and 29 years later, you can’t shake a tradition.”
Dancing Rabbit (Azaleas)
Congressman John Yarmuth
“I had about an 11- or 12-foot putt, Obama had a putt about a foot and a half inside mine on the exact same line. And then Perlmutter was out of the hole, and Courtney was like five feet to the left of the hole. And in order for us not to lose, I had to make and they both had to miss. So, I drained mine, the president ran his just over the edge, and Courtney — who kinda had the yips back then — didn’t even come close on his. So we ended up winning the three dollars.”
