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What’s it like to become so famous that a huge corporation — a corporation, mind you, that doesn’t sell golf equipment, nor operate golf courses, nor really count at all on golf-generated revenue streams — builds a mosaic featuring your likeness in downtown Dallas’ Main Street Garden, using 24,152 golf balls?
This sort of deification can’t be healthy for a 22-year-old.
