Woods made a bogey on the 3rd and another on the 5th. On the 7th hole, he said to Bohn, "I'm done."
Bohn asked, "Is it your wrist?"
"No," Tiger said. "It's my neck."
As they shook hands, the world No. 1—who had won a U.S. Open with a stress fracture of his left leg—flinched.
"Is that for real?" the boy said.
The old man said, "A man's word is his bond."
They watched Phil warm up. They saw him smash a dozen or so drivers on the range and then walk, with his teacher, to the short-game area, where he hit a series of beautiful pitch shots. It pleased the old man, to see Phil change gears so quickly. The teacher had his arm on Phil's shoulder.
The old man pointed at the teacher and said, "That is Claude Harmon Jr."
"Huh?" said the boy.
The old man thought of the swings Tiger made in 2000, before the boy was born. He thought Tiger was close to perfect then, when Claude Harmon Jr. was his teacher.