In the late 1990s, Tiger Woods accomplished a feat many thought impossible – he made golf look cool. Athletic, intense, charismatic and black, he seemed to reinvent a game that had previously been the domain of conservative white guys who looked more like mortgage brokers than world-class athletes. Watching Woods storm the sedate greens of Augusta, one could imagine a whole new generation taking up clubs – kids who would otherwise only have stepped onto the golf course to cut the grass.

Literary Review

Apr 2011

Categories

Stephen Amidon

Dog’s Tale

Coming Out Fighting

Bean Around the World

Psychological Effects of the Civil War

Lack of Money Poisoned his Soul at First

A Breed Apart

Conspiracy of Chaos

Still Raging

Faith, Fate and Teens in America

The Art of Eccentricity

Heat of the Moment

Chinese Whispers

Superdad

Wild Bard of Woody Creek

High Plains Drifter

Satire on Steroids

The Spirit of Grim Grin