(WDBJ) -- Sunday red.
The expression alone has terrified those who dared dream of toppling Tiger Woods on the final day of any tournament. At Augusta, it sounds almost unstoppable.
Woods' domination of The Masters began in 1997, when he won his first of four green jackets. From 2005 until 2013, he finished in the top six every year but one.
His personal struggles and fall from the top have been well-documented. Talk of his major championship drought has followed him every year, always re-surfacing in this first full week of April.
I was nine years old the last time Woods won at Augusta. I was 12 the last time he won any major at the '08 U.S. Open - a playoff victory over Rocco Mediate.
I remember the idea of Tiger's greatness, but I think I speak for a lot of folks my age when I say I never appreciated it. I knew who Tiger was, and I knew he was the best, but how many 9-year-olds do you know who have the patience to watch a full round of professional golf? Much less four of them.
Since his last major win, Woods has shown occasional glimpses. Most recently, he finished second in last year's PGA Championship before going on to win The Tour Championship, his first victory in more than five years.
Fast forward to today, Saturday. The third round of the 2019 Masters has ended, and Tiger Woods sits tied for second place, 11 under par, poised to tee off in Sunday's final group.
Woods has entered The Masters' final round at -11 or better four other times in his career. He went on to win the green jacket all four times.
As the hype for Sunday's round rises to a level only possible for a player of Woods' stature, I can't help but think what it must have been like to see him play at his very best; to appreciate the man who changed the culture of professional golf at the pinnacle of his career.
The last time Tiger won the Masters, I hadn't ever even picked up a club, save for family trips to the putt-putt course. Since then, I've grown to love the game and how it spans generations.
My 80-year-old grandfather is still giving me strokes.
Now, I see the game through a new lens. I know what winning a green jacket actually means.
I've watched golfers near my own age, guys like Jordan Spieth, grab their own headlines, achieving what Woods hasn't in more than a decade.
And so that's why, with so many drawn to Tiger's comeback, I would argue my generation wants to see it most.
We want to witness one more magical final-round run, with the sport's most prestigious honor on the line.
We want to see that Sunday red eclipsed by green just one more time.