What the hell. I can't pick Tiger, right? So let's go with Australian Geoff Ogilvy, who ended Tiger's winning streak at Doral and beat Phil -- ok, ok, Phil beat himself -- at Winged Foot. Ogilvy knows how to win a major, knows how to beat Tiger (sort of) and rarely beats himself. And when asked the other day if he'd take Tiger or the field on a bet, he took the field. Most of these cowering wimps would've taken Tiger.
It's amazing to me how eager many of the top players here are willing to roll over and play dead for Woods. You'd never believe golf wasn't a contact sport. It's like they're afraid to look over their left shoulders in case Tiger's coming on a blind-side blitz.
Fog delay here at the Masters, but it lifted on El Tigre's command. He's gone par, par on his first two holes. Nobody wants a total runaway here. The ideal, of course, is Tiger-Phil in the final Sunday pairing, but I just don't think Lefty has it in him..........................
And a shout out to Joe Poz for hooking me up on his blog. His wife, Margo, created my web site, http://www.ian-oconnor.com/ and did a heck of a job. But now Joe's bugging me in the Masters' press room looking for his wife's check. I thought Margo was only doing it to be nice; didn't realize there would be a bill coming my way at the end of the process. Joe's looking at me right now, in fact, and he doesn't look happy.
But seriously, Poz is the best columnist in the country, with Bill Plaschke running a close second. Bill's here, too, but he likes my Arnie & Jack book and isn't looking for me to hand over a check. Maybe I'll move him into the No. 1 spot before this tournament's over.