HBO documentary on Tiger Woods finishes with an underwhelming feeling despite noble intentions

It’s probably a testament to the high standards in non-fiction documentaries in the last decade, that once the dust settles down after the rousing final moments of the two-part HBO Sports documentary, Tiger, there’s a niggling underwhelming feeling. As one would expect, it digs up archival footage from Tiger Woods’ early years, interviews close friends and collaborators, traces the journey of a prodigy who was filling golf courses with murmurs of ‘greatest of all time’ even as a teenager, investigates his equation with his father, his partner from high school, the works. Tiger, sitting next to him, looks on with a stone-cold intensity, and the documentary cuts to Tiger Woods in a holding cell with handcuffs, as his father’s words ringing in the background. The documentary never prods beyond the ‘affairs of Tiger Woods’. But that’s probably the point of that one fleeting mention - people’s expectation from Tiger Woods versus Woods’ own moral compass vs Woods’ self-worth according to a scorecard.