Some years ago a line was drawn in the sand and only one set of footprints came out the other side.
You might think it's boring that Tiger Woods keeps winning. I think we're privileged to be able to watch one of greatest sportsmen ever undertake a monumental quest before our eyes. To win one major is huge - 13 is phenomenal. Let's luxuriate in it, I say.
He won't win every week, and it's fun when others challenge him, but it's just as absorbing to see how he swats them away, too.
Some fans complain that Woods is boring to watch as a golfer. His mantra, after all, is "fairways and greens". But I wouldn't call lipping out to miss the lowest score in major history by one shot dull.
Sure, plenty of other players go on birdie blitzes. But where Woods excels is in holing crucial par putts. These are the glue that bind hot streaks together and Woods is the master at it.
His sheer mental steel, point-blank refusal to back down and lack of embarrassment at his dominance are also things to marvel at.
And it's great sport watching each new hopeful line up alongside him in the final group, only to end up as the latest sacrifical lamb for our viewing pleasure. He really must have some aura.
I've witnessed from inside the ropes the chaos involved in playing with Woods. It must be a nightmare to try to concentrate. He's used to it, but to be able phase it all out must require focus beyond that of normal sportsmen.
It's great hearing about the stars of yesteryear, and Jack Nicklaus is still my favourite of all time, but we’ve got the best there is right here, right now. In our time. Let's enjoy it while we can.