Watson's Journey, and Ours

The rise and fall of Tom Watson at the 2009 British Open was like some sort of a Greek tragedy.

Here he was, the former golden boy, coming out of a comfortable retirement to play the game of golf in such a way as to make the world forget, if only for a weekend, all about a phenom named Tiger. Watson reminded us that golf brings out the best in us, awakens in us a longing for the Elysian Fields.

(I wrote this 16 years ago, after another memorable British Open.)