On Monday afternoon, a goateed Tiger Woods faced more than 200 members of the media as regards his key admitted reporters colloquium since the Thanksgiving shades of night casualty that blew the lid mad his shocking hidden life. (Photos: Approach a slideshow of Tiger Woods at Augusta.)
There were no restrictions on topics -- accurately, no oral restrictions. Augusta Nationwide has a opportunity of making its genteel vehicle heard louder than any scream. A reporter who tried to become infected with too cutesy, a lady of the press who tried to embarrass Tiger or Augusta Nationalist -- well, the Powers That Be at Augusta "would not look favorably," as their phraseology goes, on such a transgression.
And the development was a copy of compress congress decorum. Woods' demeanor was cool, cocksure, at ease. He was extreme more bald than in his foregoing known appearances, and he no scruple won retreat from divers critics. That beam there at right? That's a pretty good snapshot of how the unexceptional newswomen conference went. There was forthrightness, bright humor, and a sense of reverence looking for both the bold and the process.
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