At the time, in the mid 1990’s, the 21-year-old golf star was touted as the “Great Black Hope”, the putter-wielding equivalent of Martin Luther King Jr. Pundits waxed poetic about the cosmic social significance of Woods’ feat. “I am Tiger Woods” ads seem.

Then, Tiger Woods said he wasn’t “black” , at least not completely but that he was , in fact “Cablinasian.” Woods made his remarks on “Oprah,” when he was asked if it bothered him to be called an African-American. “Yes actually it does,” he said. “Growing up, I came up with a name: I’m a ‘Cablinasian.’” As in Caucasian-black-Indian-Asian. Woods has a black father (or to be precise, if I am interpreting Woods’ reported ancestry correctly, a black and American Indian, white father) and a Thai mother (or with the same caveat, a half-Thai, half-Chinese mother). “I’m just who I am,” Woods told Oprah Winfrey, “whoever you see in front of you.”

Some blacks saw Woods’ assertion of a multiracial identity as a sellout that could touch off an epidemic of “passing”, after all most blacks in America stereotypically think if you look like Tiger, Colin Powell or any other light skinned ethnic person, you’re always “black”. This just goes to show the amount of racial tension from so many people who don’t realize that Wood’s can’t help what he was born as, like he said, he is who he is. The fact that so many people would make an issue out of his race is ludicrous and it seemed to be exactly what Tiger was trying to avoid in the first place by saying he is who he is.

No one can deny Tiger Wood’s is the best golfer of his generation and it’s interesting to note that this little “Cablinasian” 2 year old could hit the ball with his child size golfing equipment even at the young age two as seen in the following video.

While I’m not putting forward Tiger Woods as a role model, racial or otherwise. I don’t know anything about him, except that he seems to respect both of his parents, is an athletic prodigy who is a masterful self-marketer, and is given to telling dumb black-men-have-big-dicks jokes in slick men’s magazines. But whoever Woods may be, his refusal to be pigeon-holed into a single racial category points the way out of the dualistic rigidity and emotional hysteria that has led America into a racial impasse. By choosing to embrace all of who he is — an entity for which there is no name, except one that sounds like a tribe from an imaginary country from the likes of Narnia, Woods, the goofy 21-year-old with the golden-brown skin and the beautiful swing, has become a messenger for a larger truth: Our race doesn’t make us who we are.

Cyndi Whittel is an avid golfer and collector of vintage and antique and old golf irons for sale. She was raised in Indiana and later moved to Chicago with her husband and 2 children, a son and one daughter where they collect Golf Clubs Sets and many other brands.