Cristie Kerr’s glare can make birds quit chirping and clouds stop rolling.
When she barks for a crisply struck iron shot to “sit down,” spectators obediently tumble onto their bottoms.
She probably could have held her own in a stare down with Ray Floyd.
They’re both Miami tough.
That’s where Kerr grew up and where Floyd made his home as a pro.
Nobody knows how ferocious Kerr could be as a competitor better than all those juniors in Miami she grew up beating in Dade Amateur Golf Association events, and later in Miami-Date high school district matches.