Greg Norman’s cheeky farewell to his Florida mansion

How’s the serenity? Greg Norman has marked 25 years since his US Masters collapse with another nude photo on Instagram.

Greg Norman enjoys his final shower in his Florida mansion

Greg Norman. Cheeky bugger. The hide of the bloke. In what may or may not be the most confronting shower scene since Janet Leigh copped it in Psycho, Norman has kissed his Florida mansion goodbye by posting a photograph of himself that we’ll politely call a tasteful nude.

Norman has been a fan of these sort of selfies for a while now. You wonder how he spent his last morning at the Jupiter Island sprawling property called Tranquillity that he’s just sold for about $US60 million. His wife, Kirsten, took the happy snap. What happened next? Norman, 66, finished his shower, towelled himself off, got dressed – probably assuming too much there – and then liked the photo so much he decided the world of social media would be a better place with his bum in it? What did he say to his missus? “Great pic, darl! Send me a copy. I’ll tag you in it!”

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Norman is no stranger to nuding up on his Instagram page. Source: Instagram.

Norman hit the button for the benefit of his 201,000 Instagram followers. Cue the screeching music. What of the new owners? How keen will they be to get in that same shower? Very, or not at all, you’d reckon. Norman has been scaling back his business interests and mansions quicker than he’s shedding his clothes. Maybe he’s planning to move back to Australia. He’s said he constantly thinks about returning, but it’s unclear if he means for a visit or permanent residence.

Tranquillity sounds a decent joint. One real estate guide described it thus: “Tranquillity consists of eight houses in total – main house, coach house, pool house, tennis house, boat house, carriage house, and even a separate beach house on same property – spread across 8.31 acres. The main house offers 10 bedrooms, 13 bathrooms, 5000-square-foot basement, as well as direct access to the ocean. Reports indicate the dock is suitable for a 150-foot yacht.”

Norman is heading to Georgia’s Augusta National course this week for the US Masters. It’s been 25 years since his shocking defeat to Englishman Nick Faldo after taking a six-shot lead into the final round. He’s the sort of champion ex-athlete worth one of those “Where Is He Now?” pieces. Here he is, in all his glory!

Greg Norman goes nude for an ESPN shoot. Picture: ESPN

It’s raw Greg Norman

Norman thinks today’s players are too robotic and emotionless. He thinks they should, um, show more of themselves. He says too few of them wear their hearts on their sleeves. So says a man who seems to prefer no sleeves at all.

His raw images are weird or wacky or harmless fun – only he knows why he keeps doing them. One of the few regrets of his playing career is the absence of social media. He wishes he could have engaged with his supporters more closely. Eek. How closely?

He said in an interview with Stellar magazine: “Having spent most of my life in the public eye, I feel like I’ve been put in a box almost the entire time. But social media has allowed me to have direct access to my fans, and that’s what I enjoy about it. I like to be able to share my life outside of golf.

Greg Norman hams it up with a fluffy Great White Shark toy for an ESPN shoot. Picture: ESPN

“If I had social media when I was playing golf, then I could have closed the gap between perception and reality … honestly, a lot of people don’t realise I do have a sense of humour about myself. I take the mickey out of myself all the time. I give my friends a lot of s. t and it goes both ways. I can dish it out and I can take it back.

“I think that’s because as an Australian, you’ve got to be able to take the piss out of yourself, right? Most people have seen me in serious mode playing golf, but at the end of the day, when you get into my inner circle of family and friends, I’ve actually got a light, moderate side to me.”

Originally published as Greg Norman’s cheeky farewell to his Florida mansion