Lets face it, poor old Hunter Mahan has a face only a mother could love. So maybe it is understandable that the WGC pace setter, who got well and truly hammered with the ugly stick, would try to cover it with a beard and shades. Problem for Hunter is that he’s one of those guys with wispy stubble like an adolescent schoolboy. I’ve seen more hairs on a gooseberry. It’s just never going to work.
Tiger on the other hand used to be the poster boy for Gillette, firing various balls at best mates Roger Federer and Thierry Henri. But that was back in the day when he would get up on a crack in a plate.
Now more mature and absolutely cured he has cultivated a beard designed to drive any would be temptresses far away. My wife calls it “a chin minge” and describes the gardening Tiger has done there as good enough to be worn by highest of high class hookers.