After watching golf on Sunday for the first time in 2007, something occurred to me- I don’t really care about tournaments unless Tiger Woods is playing. When this realization first swept over me, my immediate response was one of fear mixed with guilt. Fear because I don’t want to lose something I’ve always enjoyed so much, and guilt because my love of golf should transcend the dullness of the field on a given week, just as my love of Georgia football is not dependent on the players in a given year. I’ve read everything there is to read about Tiger ...