Tiger Woods is going to win the Masters.
As surely as birds chirp, azaleas bloom and CBS announcers swoon over the beauty of Augusta National, by sundown on the second Sunday in April, Tiger will have his fifth green jacket and his 15th major championship.
This isnt an original observation. Before Nicklaus, Arnold Palmer and Gary Player shuffle out to the tee for the ceremonial first shots, every pundit with a passing knowledge of the game will have picked Tiger.
But there is a reason for that, and it isnt bandwagon jumping. The guy is better than every other player in the world again. And he is better in ways that are suited for the Masters.
Last April, Tiger won at Bay Hill and arrived at Augusta like Caesar entering the gates of Rome. But not everybody was sold. He still didnt have the new golf swing dialed in and his short iron distances were an unsolved mystery. One 9-iron shot would fly 140 yards and the next would soar 180. He won at Bay Hill playing defense, fighting t...