Win at Bay Hill like it was 2000, have the world thinking a fifth green jacket's yours for the taking, then show up at the Masters and hit it like it's the bad old days of 2010?
If we're to accept that the majestic ball-striking of two weeks ago represented a watershed in the Sean Foley era - or, a return to the best of the Butch Harmon era - then what are we to make of what happened in Thursday's first round of the Masters?
Snap hook after snap hook off the tee, scrambling pars, two penalty drops, miscues on the par fives and a bogey-bogey finish.
The only logical conclusion is that it's all between his ears.
That the great Tiger Woods isn't a machine but, like the rest of us, not as strong as he'd like to be.
And maybe that he, like us, is still looking for the champion he used to be; wondering if he'll ever find him again.
But if the play was puzzling, then what to make of Woods' explanation of his smoke-and-mirrors even-par 72?
He wants to put Hank Haney a...