On Being the Best (part 1 of 2)

On Being the Best (part 1 of 2)
Feb 19, 2010

Tiger Woods is the undisputed best golfer in the world. He has been for over a decade. You and I can not imagine what it’s like to be the best at anything. None of us can. Rarely is anyone ever the best at anything.

I’m really good at what I do for a living, but I’m not the best. I couldn’t even imagine what it must be like to just know, beyond the shadow of any doubt, that I was the best at anything. I’m really good at what I do, but I’m not the best. I’ll bet you there’s a guy that does what I do everyday and he is probably better at it than me. Hell, there’s probably a guy better than me in my own town or even on my street. No, I’m not the best.
But Tiger is the best.

Sinatra was a great singer and performer, but he wasn’t the best.
Babe Ruth was a great baseball player, but he wasn’t the best.
Drew Brees is the greatest quarterback our area has seen in years, but he’s not the best.
Tom Cruise has made a gazillion dollars acting in movies, but he’s not the best.

Think about it… in what area of anything (sports, music, acting, anything) is there one single undisputed person that is the best? I can’t think of a single one. There are lots and lots of “really goods” and those that are “up there”, but no other bests.

So how do we know what it’s like? Easy... we don’t.

This guy has got more money than he could ever spend. Gillette, Nike, ATT&T and countless others have given this guy more than any other golfer in the history of the entire world. And he’s worth it. He out performs absolutely everyone that challenges him. And he is consistent. He’s the closest thing I’ve ever seen to a sure thing in my lifetime. Can you imagine what kind of confidence a guy like that has got? He is made of balls! And they are Titleist!

He doesn’t walk up to the tee and say to himself “Oooh, shit… I hope I don’t fuck this up with all these people watchin’.”

Heck no! He’s the best!

He approaches, takes his aim (or whatever people like him take) and simply uses the little club to put the little ball in the little cup. And he does it in the fewest number of tries. He probably doesn’t even think about it. He’s got his own God-Given Auto Pilot! He doesn't do, he just does. He is the best. He always has been.


I think that if he's only slept with 9 other women and he's the best, then he has massive self control. Think about the masses of women that probably threw themselves at him daily. It's amazing he only cracked 9.


(to be concluded...)