Golf is crying out for the next Tiger Woods
The sport doesn’t just need great players like McIlroy or Rahm, it needs a true champion who stands above the rest and is impossible to ignore — whether we love them or hate them
Sometime in the late 1990s I watched a biopic about Ty Cobb, the phenomenally successful major league baseball player from the early 1900s. It’s a grim movie: slow-moving, tortured, unpleasant and riveting. It is called Cobb and is an unrelenting exploration of the slugger’s dark side. Tommy Lee Jones, playing Cobb, delivered an outstanding performance.
The narrative was interesting. Sports journalist Al Stump agreed to ghostwrite Cobb’s authorised biography. There is an early scene in which the star tells the sportswriter how his story will begin: “Cobb,” he says about himself, “a prince among men, misunderstood in his genius, as genius always is. This is the second line from what will be the greatest biography of a great man ever written — type it!”
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