You would think Greg Norman had arrived at the place where the task of being Greg Norman was all plain sailing. Sixty-seven years old, in pretty good nick, rich as Croeses, entrepreneur, vineyard grower and the owner of a golf legacy that, while wildly uneven, was never less than vivid.
Yes, Norman, a rapacious regular tournament winner, will always be associated with that terrible, four-hour Sunday collapse in the 1996 Masters. It’s a story that has been told a thousand times yet still merited a recent full-length ESPN treatment by Jason Hehir, who directed the Michael Jordan extravaganza, neatly titled Shark. Here was the inverse of the Jordan experience – the serial winner. Here was the story of a charismatic sports figure whose fate it was to implode, immortally, on golf’s fabled stage.
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- May 14, 2022
