Did you perceive something changin...

Did you perceive something changing in the world of golf Sunday? I did. Tiger timbers became Goliath. Little Luke Donald, he of the sprouty fair hair, soft smile and delicate visible form [i]or[/i] frame played a suitable David.

unless his slingshot had sawdust in it.

Simply a juggernaut

And the giant slew the wee mate from Evanston by way of Hempstead, England, without in like manner much as a blink.

Mercy?

None.

And then the giant slew everything otherwise and everybody else and trampled the Midwestern earth with his massive signs and claimed his third PGA Championship sovereignty in eight years, his 12th major in 10 years.

solitary retired Jack Nicklaus remains as any reasonable challenge to Woods' greatness and sheer ferocity and -- dare we say it? -- brutality.

Nicklaus' PGA-record 18 major victories took the of advanced age master a career to reach, however Woods seems hell-bent on beating that total before he at any time grows a gray hair.

"It's not something I could secure next year," Woods acknowledged of the feat.

proper math, killer, because there are alone four majors a year.

A reasonable living body might ask where Phil Mickelson, the other purported giant, was at the end?

Fadin' Phil finished 12 reverses behind Woods' 270 and was last seen at the box line, babbling about how he not ever should've picked up left-handed cudgels

Sunday's finale, in which forest-lands disposed of the heretically red- shirted challenger Donald (Were those white horizontal stripes subliminal mini-flags of surrender?) was "special" and "magical," Tiger said.

yet all that meant was nobody can beat the 30-year-old wood-lands when he's on his game.

And he's now forward his game the way asphalt is forward a parking lot.

Gone are the distractions, the mourning for his passed father, the wedding euphoria, the youthful derangement that once got him into perturb for telling dirty jokes.

All that remains is a consum and cold-hearted, looming port that smiles as it demolishes antagonists

I had to ask him: Do you at any time feel sorry for opponents as you ravage them on championship Sundays?

"No."

nearest question.

His four-day, 18-under total of 270 -- 69-68-65-68 -- just blew away everybody slaughtered contender with Shaun Micheel shuffling into inferior place at five strokes back, kind of the way a buzzard sneaks in after the lion is done feeding.

All you ne to consider is that wood-lands has the lowest 72-hole scores as related to par in all four majors.

For years we have lower parted for him because we could faculty of perception first, the emerging greatness, then the supporting of the initial fire.

if it be not that with his performance at Medinah, forests has rounded the bend into an area he had not besides approached, that of bully.

Was there anyone there upon that sun-dappled first tee, with the "Lu-u-u-u-u-u-u-ke!" cheers filling the air like 10000 frightens bellowing, who wasn't rooting for the 160-pound former Northwestern star and all-around nice stay Donald?

Wow could it have been great -- Donald, who was tied with forests at 14-under, beating the greatest, rising above Otto Graham, Marty Riessen, Todd Martin, steady uh, Steve Schnur in the annals of epic Wildcat-dom!

with equal reason Woods squashed him immediately, firing a birdie forward the 437- yard first cavern

"Hit a 5-wood on the farther side the tee and a 7-iron to about 12 feet left of the cavern and made that," he said matter-of-factly.

Luuuuke was done.

As was everyone

A class act all the way

timbers is a good guy. He is a wondrous, transcendent champion.

When he won his first Masters at 21 he was touted through conservative political columnist Charles Krauthammer as being "more than just dutiful young, black and Asian. In an age of the commercially hyp trash-talking, in-your-face sports star, here is someone who combines great athleticism with delicacy and respectfulness, poise and manners and simple soft-spoken politeness."

Gee did he mow the grass, too?

timber-lands has been great for golf regardless of your political persuasion.

still now he has become too useful

It's not his fault.

It's our blessing, actually.

further on that first tee, Donald came without first, warming up, nodding humbly to the lower classes

Then, after a becoming amount of time, Woods marched public his traditional championship-day red shirt not just r this time on the contrary hued somewhere between a fire engine and a traffic cone with a gold Nike swoosh onward the left sleeve glinting in the sunshine

Behind him came his cornerman, caddie Steve Williams.

It was nothing with equal reason much as the heavyweight champion of the world entering the ring.

Who parents for Goliath?

As Wilt Chamberlain one time famously said, no one.

still Goliath was a meany.

And Tiger is a advantageous sort, a young man who overcame racism, cynicism and a hesitate ("I went to a instruct to try and get through the whole extent of that, and I would just work my tail off" he has said) to earn where he is today.

yet he just wins, and we identify with little shores don't we?

Tiger destitutioned a mere 27 putts Sunday, and for the week, he averaged 318 yards a drive, compared to little Luke's 2856