Today I’m happy to share the cover and title of my forthcoming biography on Tiger Woods, which I’ve spent the past three years researching and writing with my fearless partner Armen Keteyian. The book will be out in the spring.
This time last year I was finishing up a book tour with Steve Young to promote his autobiography, which, by the way, just came out in paperback.
I just put my wife and youngest daughter on a train to Virginia. I hate goodbye. Especially at the end of summer.
Now I’m in a coffee shop with my oldest daughter, sipping a protein shake, listening to The Head and the Heart. Cause no one likes to be so lonely. No one likes to feel alone.
One year ago I was living in Virginia, about an hour from Charlottesville. I often boarded Amtrak there when I traveled north to New York or Connecticut on business. And on more than one occasion I walked through the very intersection where a bunch of people were mowed down on Saturday when a 20-year-old white supremict from Ohio purposely sped his car into a crowd of people who had gathered to protest the presence of white nationalists and neo-Nazis.
My summer has been CONSUMED writing the Tiger Woods biography. But last weekend I took a much-needed break to go see U2’s Joshua Tree tour. It’s strange to write that sentence, given that I went to see the Joshua Tree tour thirty years ago. But U2 is doing a 2017 version of the tour to commemorate the epic record. This post is about looking back and going forward.