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Back in the mid-1990s when Tiger Woods took the golf world by storm and the American press was enraptured with the Earth-shifting progress that having a splash of melanin on the putting green signified, I can’t recall hearing a single black person joyously exclaiming, “Lawdy me and Land o’ Goshen, it’s about goddamned time a brother won the Masters!”
I never knew blacks to care much for golfing. (more…)