If Earl wanted, he could go see the Obi-Wan Kenobi poster still hanging on Tiger's closet door, or find an old Nintendo or Lego Star Destroyer. His dad never sold the house because he liked the easily accessible nostalgia. Tiger got the call and came straight to Cypress, passing the Navy golf course where he learned to play, turning finally onto Teakwood Street. About an hour earlier, Earl had taken two or three final breaths that sounded different from the ones that came before. Outside this bedroom in Cypress, California, the mechanism of burial and goodbye sputtered into action, while inside, Tiger and his half sister, Royce, floated in those gauzy first hours after a death, when a loved one isn't there but doesn't quite seem gone either. Ten years ago, Tiger Woods sat in his boyhood home across from his father's body, waiting on the men from the funeral home to arrive and carry Earl away. Watch some of the Masters' most memorable moments Friday on ESPN. Editor's note: This story on Tiger Woods was originally published on April 21, 2016.
