I know this isn't techie, but quite frankly I didn't know where else to share it. I was watching the Bay Hill invitational with my son Christopher today. It was the final round, with Tiger Woods down 1 shot with 3 to play. Christopher was fulfilling one of my daddy dreams. He was excited to watch the ending as much as I was. I told him during the telecast that we needed to be quiet when they hit, because that's good manners in golf. Each time Tiger went to hit and I was talking to my wife or other son, Christopher would say "Daddy...quiet..quiet..they are about to hit the ball". Too cute.
But it was the final put that gave me that moment. We both had the same look on our face. Glued to the screen watching every frame as if it was the mona lisa (Okay...like it was Dora the explorer). I told Christopher, "Tiger has to make this putt to win the tournament." Christopher said, "Quiet Daddy, he's about to putt." Then just as crazy as it was at the course, Christopher and I both jumped up cheering when it went in. I looked at my 3 (almost 4) year old and saw a genuine look of joy on his face. He understood what was happening and was excited to see Tiger win. We cheered and high fived. It was the first time that we shared that "winning moment". It sounds sappy, but I will remember this moment for the rest of my life.
Later on Christopher just wanted to keep living the moement. "Daddy, my name is Tiger now...not Christopher." he said. He must have pretended to hit the putt, make it, do the Tiger fist pump, and then run to me for a hug like Tiger did to his caddy after hitting winner. Man...what a Sunday.