Tiger, Tiger

His Life, As It’s Never Been Told Before

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By James Patterson

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The impossible life of Tiger Woods—how did he become the G.O.A.T., what drove him to fall so spectacularly, and how has he made his way back to the pinnacle of golf? In Patterson’s hands, Tiger’s story is a hole-in-one thriller.

On April 13, 1986, ten-year-old Tiger Woods watches his idol, Jack Nicklaus, win his record sixth Masters.

Just over a decade later, it’s chants of “Ti-ger, Ti-ger!” ringing out as the twenty-one-year-old wins his first Green Jacket.

He blazes an incredible path, winning fourteen major titles (second only to Nicklaus himself) by the time he’s thirty-three, smashing records and raising standards. His phenomenal success earns him adoration and respect not only from fellow players but from people everywhere.

Then come multiple public scandals and potentially career-ending injuries.

The once-assured champion becomes an all-American underdog. “YouTube golfer” is how his two children knew their father—winless since 2013—until he wins the 2019 Masters, his fifteenth major, before their eyes.

But the story doesn’t end there.

As the world watches, and even prays, Tiger Woods survives further injuries and rehabilitations.Even after his induction into the World Golf Hall of Fame, the multi-hyphenate billionaire continues to notch new achievements. Golf course designer. Restaurateur. Real-estate stakeholder. Player-host of tournaments benefiting his TGR Foundation.

After nearly three decades on the PGA Tour, his lasting influence continues to inspire every rising generation.

Tiger, Tiger is the first full-scale biography of the decade. In James Patterson’s hands, this story is a hole-in-one thriller.
 

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On Sale
Jul 15, 2024
Page Count
448 pages
ISBN-13
9780316438605

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PROLOGUE: FATHER & SON

•••

ONE

The 83rd Masters

Augusta National Golf Club Augusta, Georgia

April 14, 2019

The dream begins in a fourth-grade classroom.

At the Benjamin School, in North Palm Beach, Florida, ten-year- old Charlie Woods sits at his desk wearing a blue-and-orange school uniform and staring down at a blank notebook.

What is your wish?

The answer is easy. He wants to stand on a golf green and — for the first time in his life — witness his father, the world-famous Tiger Woods, win a tournament.

Charlie’s made this wish before.

On Sunday, July 22, 2018, Charlie and his older sister, Sam, were among the 175,000 spectators at Carnoustie Golf Links, in Angus, Scotland. The siblings looked nervously at the British Open scoreboard as their father’s lead evaporated on the back nine.

But in April of 2019, Tiger, determined that he’s not “going to let that happen to them twice,” tries again to persuade Charlie and Sam.

You want to come up to watch the Masters?

“No way, unless my sister comes,” Charlie says, deferring to eleven- year-old Sam. But after her soccer team is eliminated from the Florida state tournament, Sam and Charlie join their grandmother, Kultida Woods, on a last-minute trip to Georgia.

Tiger was twenty-nine years old in 2005, the last time he won at Augusta National Golf Club. That was fourteen years — 5,117 days — ago. His forty-three-year-old body has undergone eight surgeries, four on his back and four more on his knee.

He’s told ESPN, “I want to be healthy for my kids.” Today is for them.

And for history.

In front of the clubhouse stands the Big Oak Tree, planted in the 1850s and now more than 150 years old.

Back in 1997, when twenty-one-year-old Tiger became the first minority golfer to win the Masters, the tree was surrounded by an unexpected line of fans in white jackets — the waiters and busboys of Augusta National. Today, those fans emerge once again as Tiger competes for his fifth Masters, and fifteenth major, win.

Sam and Charlie stand just off the green with their grandmother Tida.

Like his father, Charlie’s dressed in a red Nike top and black ball cap.

The final-round lead shifts among six players, including Tiger. His putt on the 18th is for bogey, but it’s good enough.

He’s the winner — by a single stroke.

“Ti-ger! Ti-ger!” the crowd chants for the now five-time Masters champion.

Charlie runs to his father and jumps into his arms, squeezing him “tighter and tighter.”

Tiger reaches for his mom, and the two of them sandwich Charlie in another hug.

Sam cheers enthusiastically but hangs back a little as the cameras follow. “Sam, she doesn’t like the spotlight, can’t stand it,” Tiger says of his daughter. He understands. “She doesn’t have to say anything.” He pulls Sam close as they embrace, and she buries her face in his chest.

“I’m so proud of you, boy. So proud of you,” Tida tells Tiger. “You counseled with Dad last night, didn’t you?”

She knows how incredibly proud Earl Woods, Tiger’s dad, would’ve been if he were here.

In the interview room afterward, Tida sits smiling in a green club chair, listening to her son reminisce about his 1997 Masters win.

“It’s been twenty-two years,” she hears him say nostalgically. “Life goes on. But there’s been one continuity through it all — my mom was there.”

That evening, the tradition continues. Patrick Reed, the 2018 Masters champion, helps Tiger into the fabled Green Jacket, the same rye-green wool coat he’s donned four times before.

“It fits,” he says.

•••

TWO

The 61st Masters

Augusta National Golf Club Augusta, Georgia

April 13, 1997

The dream begins in a Southern California living room.

In April of 1986, Earl Woods has the television tuned to CBS Sports coverage of the Masters. His son, ten-year-old Tiger, roots for his golf idol, Jack Nicklaus.

The forty-six-year-old “Golden Bear” faces long odds. Nicklaus’s goal for his final round: 65. He posts 35 on the front nine, leaving him thirty strokes after the turn.

On 17, Nicklaus sinks a long birdie putt. He shoots 65 for the round and edges out Greg Norman and Tom Kite by a single stroke for his sixth Masters title.

Tiger’s already got the itch. I want to be where he is, doing what he is doing.

Ten years later, he’s at Augusta National, playing a practice round with Jack Nicklaus and Arnold Palmer, but twenty-year-old Tiger misses the cut.

The next year, Tiger qualifies.

His father is there, too — against the advice of the doctors who’ve been monitoring Earl’s complicated recovery from recent heart surgery.

Nick Faldo, defending 1996 champion and Tiger’s first-round playing partner, senses the significance of the moment. “It’s the beginning of Tigermania, right?”

Tiger bogeys four of the first nine holes, then rallies and builds a nine-stroke lead after three rounds.

In the wee hours of Sunday morning, Earl and Tiger share a bowl of ice cream.

“It’s going to be the most important round of your life, but you can handle it,” Earl tells his son. “Just go out there and do what you do.”

The CBS Sports broadcast draws forty-four million viewers.

“Tiger’s the man, period. He’s your man; he’s my man,” says Augusta National headwaiter, Henry Ashley, who joins twenty or so of his Black colleagues under the Big Oak to watch Tiger play.

Nearby, Earl is also watching and waiting.

Tiger sinks his final putt, besting the second-place finisher, Tom Kite — who’d also finished second to Nicklaus in 1986.

At age twenty-one, Tiger becomes the tournament’s youngest-ever champion. His seventy-two-hole score of 270, 18 under par, is the lowest ever at the Masters, and his twelve-shot margin is the largest ever.

“We made it,” Earl says, face streaming with tears. “We made it. We made it.” Tiger holds on tight as Earl whispers into his ear, “I love you, son, and I’m so proud of you.”

Inside Butler Cabin that evening, Nick Faldo passes the mantle — and the Green Jacket — over to Tiger.

Later, Tiger vanishes from his own victory celebration. “I ended up falling asleep, holding the jacket, cuddling it like it was a little bear,” he says. “I woke up in the morning, still holding it, and said, ‘Huh, I did win it.’ ”

•••

PART 1: PRODIGY

•••

CHAPTER 1

Navy Golf Course

Cypress, California

Summer 1978

The call comes in to the sports desk at CBS Los Angeles.

Jim Hill picks up. Hill, a six-foot-two Black man who played eight NFL seasons at defensive back, has only been on the sports desk at Channel 2 for a couple of years.

“My name is Earl Woods,” the caller announces. “And my son Tiger is getting ready to revolutionize the sport of golf.”

It’s not the first time Hill has heard a dad brag about a son’s athletic ability. “Well, what else is interesting about this story?” he asks.

“You’ve got to see him to believe him,” Earl says, then adds, “I’m a former Green Beret. Get your butt down here.”

“Here” is Cypress, California. The Orange County city of forty thousand is twenty-five miles southeast of Los Angeles. Hill is intrigued enough to assemble a camera crew to film the demonstration Earl sets up at Cypress’s Navy Golf Course.

“How much do you practice?” Hill asks the toddler. “A whole lot,” Tiger answers.

Using three custom clubs that his father has had cut down to child size, Tiger hits balls and sinks putts, one after the other. Hill is suitably impressed.

“This young man is going to be to golf what Jimmy Connors and Chris Evert are to tennis,” Hill declares.

Soon after Tiger’s appearance on Channel 2, a national TV show seeks him out. The Mike Douglas Show, a talk show newly relocated to Los Ange- les from Philadelphia, is looking for local talent. The host sees Hill’s piece on Tiger, and soon the producers book him for the season’s premiere week in their new Hollywood location.

On Friday, October 6, 1978, Tiger and Earl — dressed in coordinating red-and-white outfits — arrive on the soundstage at CBS Television City’s Studio 43 and greet Mike Douglas as well as beloved comedian Bob Hope and legendary actor Jimmy Stewart, who is cohosting with Douglas for the week.

In front of the live studio audience, Stewart oversees a putting con- test between Hope — a serious golfer with a single-digit handicap and the longtime host of the Bob Hope Desert Classic celebrity golf tournament — and Tiger, toting his tiny clubs in the canvas golf bag he brings everywhere.

“You got any money?” Hope jokes. “You wanna bet a nickel?”

Stewart asks Tiger to putt first. When Tiger misses the hole, Hope gives him a mulligan, while the It’s a Wonderful Life star encourages him to take a second shot. “Tap it right in there.”

Earl sets up the ball. Tiger moves it closer, focusing his gaze under the brim of his red cap. After three tries, he picks up the ball in frustration and throws it into the cup.

The young golfer charms the audience, but he also has a complaint.

The putting green is uneven.

“Mike Douglas knew it, too,” Earl Woods says once the cameras are off. “All he could do was laugh. He couldn’t believe that Tiger could see the break, also.”

* * *

Earl survived two tours in Vietnam, channeling a combination of innate athletic talent and a calm, focused demeanor. During his second tour as a Green Beret lieutenant colonel, he daringly planted explosives behind enemy lines.

Once he retired from active duty in 1974, Earl and his second wife, Kultida Punsawad — a native of Thailand who met Earl in 1968, when she was in her twenties and working on a US Army base in Bangkok — moved to Cypress, California, where they purchased a home on a corner lot at 6704 Teakwood Street.

Earl spends his days working at the aerospace company McDonnell Douglas, his evenings hitting 5-irons in his garage, and his weekends playing at the nearby Navy Golf Course, open to active-duty and retired military personnel.

On December 30, 1975, Tida and Earl — already father to two adult sons and a daughter with his first wife, Barbara — welcome a baby boy: Eldrick Tont Woods. Tont is a traditional Thai name, but Eldrick is Kultida’s creation, a combination of her and Earl’s initials. Earl nicknames the boy Tiger in honor of his friend and comrade Vuong Dang “Tiger” Phong, a brave South Vietnamese army colonel who went missing during the war.

Based on his belief that “the next generation of great golfers are going to be those who were introduced to the game between six months and a year,” Earl set out to instill greatness in his infant son by power of example. He’d place Tiger’s high chair in the garage so his son could observe as Earl practiced hitting balls into a net while narrating “exactly what I was trying to accomplish.” His tactics worked, Earl says. “I’d monitor him out of the corner of my eye, and he’d be staring at the club, his eyes like marbles, waiting for my next swing.”

When Tiger reached ten months old, Earl changed it up. “I just unstrapped him out of his highchair. He picked up a putter, put a ball down, waggled and hit a ball into the net. First time.”

Earl immediately noticed that Tiger’s “first swing was a perfect imitation of mine,” like “looking at myself in a miniature mirror.”

“Honey, get out here!” Earl shouted to Tida. “We have a genius on our hands.”

In 1980, around a year and a half after Tiger’s appearance on The Mike Douglas Show, Tida takes the four-year-old over to Heartwell Golf Course, in Long Beach, a small eighteen-hole, 2,143-yard par-3 course that specializes in classes and camps for beginning and junior golfers.

Although Tida herself recently took up golf so she could spend more time with Tiger, both parents recognize that it’s time for him to get professional instruction.

Tida walks into the Heartwell pro shop with Tiger and his bag of mini clubs.

“My son is very talented,” Tida tells assistant pro Rudy Duran. “My husband and I are interested if you could give him some private lessons.” Like Earl Woods, Duran first fell in love with golf when he was in the military, in his case the air force. After spending time as a pro golfer, Duran now teaches around a hundred kids between the ages of eight and eighteen. But he’s a little taken aback at Tida’s request that he coach a four-year-old. The little dude can barely see over the proshop counter, he thinks.

Still, he’s willing to see what the boy can do. At the practice range, Tiger gets out his cut-down 2.5-wood.

They really did a nice job getting the club to fit him, Duran thinks as he tees up four balls for Tiger.

Then: four perfect shots in a row. Each around sixty yards, with a bit of a draw.

Next, they venture to the chipping green to hit some pitch shots. Tiger pulls out another sized-down club, a wedge this time, and asks Duran, “Do you want me to pop them up?”

Duran is stunned at the skills he’s witnessing. “What would Jack Nicklaus shoot if he was 3-foot-7? That’s what Tiger shot.”

The two of them start playing together daily. Duran sets a distance-adjusted “Tiger par” of 67; within a year, Tiger’s shot a 59 at Heartwell, where on Saturdays his opponents are teenage junior golfers. On Sun- days, he, his father, and Duran play nearby regulation courses, where, Earl notes, “at the end of the day he was always under par. This is important: He never developed a complacency or a fear of going low.”

Duran develops an easygoing relationship with Tiger’s parents, whom he calls “lighthearted” and “really easy to be around,” not at all pushy or demanding. “To me, the family was raising a child, not a golfer,” he says. “The golf was just something he had an aptitude for.”

But this is a kid who “popped out of the womb a Magic Johnson or a Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. He had talent oozing out of his fingertips,” Duran says. “Mozart composed finished music in his head. I saw that in Tiger. He was composing shots in his head.”

“What he’s accomplishing at his age is phenomenal,” he tells Golf Digest magazine, which runs a small piece on Tiger in 1981.

“The kid’s not exceptional,” Duran says. “He’s way beyond that.”