Okay, I know. But this is a diary not only of what happens, but of what I'm thinking. And that's what I'm thinking as I make my way around Valderrama. And then I encounter Tiger Woods on the ninth hole. He's already three holes down to Costantino Rocca .
Tiger is thirty yards short of the green, and in fairly deep stuff to the right.
He needs to get back in the match, but is not exactly looking good here. Tiger hits a high shot that finishes a few feet behind the hole. I turn to Rocca who is himself in a precarious position just left and short of the green. He's in rough also, but can see his ball fairly cleanly. However, Rocca doesn't have much green to work with.