Tiger tells classic story about the only conversations he had with Phil on Masters Sunday in 2001.

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What year was it? 2001. I was trying to win the I guess what I thought was a grand slam. Win for all four majors at once. Hold all four majors at once. And I I got to 13 on Sunday. I’m playing with Phil Mickelson, you know, the winner of this year. And Phil Phil and I were I just made bogey on 12th. I had a two shot lead annihilates his driver. this a high cut right around the corner in 13. I’m thinking I got to bring out this little hook threewood I’ve been practicing. So I get one of these nice sweeping hook 3wood just like that right around the corner. Okay. And it just so happened that I kind of out drove him. He had, you know, he had about a uh four iron in the green and I had six iron in the green. Well, 14 is the same thing. So, right to left hole just like that. And he had another perfect driver. We both made birdie. So, he still has the honor on the two. He has another perfect driver. So, I said, “Well, it worked on the last hole. I hope it works here.” So, I hit the same exact shot. Just like that. Threw it right around the corner again. and we’re walking off the tea together. You know, Phil and I haven’t said a word to each other all day. We’re both, you know, we’re both in our own world focusing trying to win, you know, a major championship. And, you know, we’re on the final pairing. So, I mean, this this is pretty intense. So, I’m walking my head down. He kind of comes up next to me and we’ve kind of done that all day. We may walk next to each other, not say anything cuz we’re both in our own little worlds. They said, “Do you normally hit your three-wood that far?” I said, “No, I usually hit a little bit further.” I just kept right on walking. It was just a If people don’t know me, that is just a typical answer from just a smart alec like myself. So needless to say, his three was pretty