Bill Plaschke: Tiger Woods is back at the Masters, but is he too far back?
AUGUSTA, Ga. - He fought it. Holy Tiger, did he ever fight it.
He screamed at his ball. He pleaded with the marshals. He wailed to the sky.
"God dang it!" he cried.
"Oh no. No. NO!" he shouted.
For most of five hours Thursday, Tiger Woods futilely tried to grab his Masters comeback by the tail, and it was a striped mess. He splashed, he sliced, he hit nearly as many pine-straw piles as greens, and he kept begging for help.
"Bite, bite, bite!" he screeched.
"Go right ... go way right ... keep going right!" he wailed.
