
Roar of ValhallaTiger Woods and Bob May dueled at the 2000 PGAPosted: Monday July 16, 2007 12:16PM; Updated: Tuesday July 17, 2007 11:07AM
Editor's note: We asked SI.com writers to share their memories from the best game they've ever seen. Here are their stories: It's difficult to think of Louisville without images from its most famous event, the Kentucky Derby, flooding the mind. Churchill Downs may host the best horse racing in the country, but it was Valhalla Golf Club where two participants charged down the backstretch and provided me with the greatest game I ever saw. The final round of the 82nd PGA Championship happened to be the first golf tournament I'd ever seen in person. My friends and I opted to station ourselves at a front-nine hole to watch all the groups play through, then head to the 18th hole to see everyone finish. While not as exciting as hoofing it hole-for-hole with the day's premier pairing -- leaders Tiger Woods and Bob May -- it provided us the opportunity to do the two most important things in a college students life: Be lazy and drink. A grassy hill next to the green on the second hole, a reachable par-5, became our base in the morning and early afternoon. Nothing too terribly exciting happened, save for when Notah Begay III's approach landed a few feet from where we were seated. Our plan to hang at the 18th was thwarted when we arrived to find the grandstands full and patrons packed at least a half-dozen deep around the green and fairway. The 17th hole wasn't nearly as bad, so we found a spot along the fairway where we thought we could watch drives land and then see the subsequent approach to the green. But as golfer after golfer played through, we realized we were situated too far up the par-4 fairway and had to settle for squinting. Meanwhile, the giant leaderboard kept us updated on the developing Woods-May showdown. The duo traded birdies throughout the day and May came to our hole leading by a shot. A cluster of trees near where we sat made it impossible to see the tee box, leaving us to guess which drive belonged to which golfer until they approached. The first ball came and landed in the area where most golfers had been, about 30-40 yards in front of where we sat. A few seconds later, we heard the roar of the teeside gallery. The second ball flew past that spot and came to rest almost directly perpendicular to us. Now we knew: Tiger Woods was hitting last. You know the rest. Tiger birdied No. 17 to tie May, and both players birdied the 18th to force a three-hole playoff. After the 72nd hole theatrics, most of the gallery at the 18th hole deserted their seats to hurry back to No. 16 to see the first playoff hole. They were rewarded with the now familiar image of Tiger stalking after his 25-foot birdie putt gave him a lead he would not relinquish. My group, however, opted to take the lazy way out, swiping a few of those abandoned seats on 18. We settled in, watching our favorite golfer complete the third leg of what would eventually become the Tiger Slam. To read all of the Best Game entries, click here.
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