Yesterday afternoon at the Palmer Invitational at Bay Hill, I just knew it.
I knew it as soon as Tiger dropped the birdie putt on 15. This was the classic Sunday Tiger that we've missed so much in the last nine months. There was the stagger, the stare, the intensity, and the inevitability.
And with the daylight fading faster than Sean O'Hair's hopes, he sealed the deal with another 15-foot birdie putt on 18. And then, the fist-pump.
I sure am looking forward to the Masters in a couple of weeks!