He wasn't signing autographs =[ Or marrying people =[[[

So my heart felt like it REALLY stopped today. Imagine what I felt like at the John legend concert. Multiply that by ten. That is the feeling I got when Tiger Woods, THE Tiger Woods, walked in front of me today. I couldn’t feel my toes! Well, that could’ve been because it was f#cking cold as all hell, but still! However, this picture is at a different time during the day. When he was standing directly in front of me, there was no way that my brain was going to be able to function in time to tell my hands to take a picture. My dad was laughing at my face when we were watching him play because “I looked funny.” Well, there’s very few people on this earth I would marry on the spot, no questions asked.

I wish I could’ve seen him play more, but the crowd following him was ridiculous. The closest my dad and I would get to him was when we would wait at the green a couple of holes ahead of where he was. Other than that, if we had just followed him alone, (like I originally wanted to) we would’ve been completely lost in the crowd, unable to see over the heads of tall golf fans that push their way to the front. So the smartest thing to do was to claim a spot by the ropes at a green that he would get to in about 45 minutes and wait for him and his crowd. Next time we’ll know.

I also got to see some of my other favorite golfers, like Phil Mickelson, (above) Ernie Els, and Vijay Singh. It was incredible to see all these golfers who I’ve been watching on TV my whole life, (the Golf Channel is constantly on in my house) and to see that they really are just THAT good. Ryo Ishikawa was straight killing it too, it’s hard to believe he’s my age. The only disappointment was that I didn’t get to see Camilo Villegas because he teed off before we got there.

I took a lot of pictures today (Lucas Glover, above). Very sneakily too, if I might add. There is actually a VERY strict rule prohibiting cameras or mobile phones at all golf tournaments. However, I managed to sneak my phone in and snap about 30-40 pictures during the match. Provided, the resolution on them are not that great, and they’re pretty far away, (with My Baby’s zoom, you would’ve been able to see the Tiger’s pores) I still feel quite accomplished that I have these. This way, someday I can look at these and remember the day I met my husband <33. One guy behind me scared the bejeezus out of me, though, when he tapped me on the shoulder. I thought he was an official, (who would’ve confiscated my phone and dismissed me from the play grounds) but it turns out he was just a guy who wanted me to send him some pictures. He gave me his card and $5.

Well, I could go on and on about this day, but I think this amount of text is already too overwhelming for most people to read. So if you made it to the bottom of this post, congratulations! And thanks for bearing with me =]
P.S. Michael Jordan passed right by me too! He looked quite random out there though, I must say. Regardless, it was still cool!