''When Tiger lined up his final putt of the 2005 Masters, his back was to me. The chances of his celebrating his victory in my direction were slim. Just moments before the putt, after putting toward me, he missed what would have been the clinching shot at the same hole. It was a humbling reminder of the role that luck plays in this business. Anyway, on this putt, when the ball rolled into the cup, an amazing thing happened: Tiger turned right toward me and celebrated as only he can. The fickleness of luck cuts both ways.''
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