"In every American there is an air of incorrigible innocence, which seems to conceal a diabolical cunning." - A. E. Housman
There is a terminal velocity for any body falling from a great height. The amount of time spent at that speed does not really matter in terms of damage upon impact. Irreparable harm tends to be the consequence regardless of the irresistible force the object eventually encounters. These appear to be the physics of Tiger Wood's recent days.
The world's most famous athlete is probably finished. He is not undone because he can no longer play the game with greatness but because he does not have the personality to accept himself as a lesser being; neither do most of his fans. Golf's demi-god walked to the tee with a stern look that intimidated both the adoring and his competitors and suggested he dare not be disturbed nor questioned. His golf prowess, which was a product of focus and talent, had put him nearly beyond reproach on the course.
But he was also just a man and seems not to have managed that as well as his golf game. The public wrongly assumed that because Tiger was so disciplined in athletics that he was equally principled in his comportment off the course. In fact, the deep and profound anger of Wood's wife Elin appears to come from the evidence that Tiger never behaved as though he were married. His betrayal goes beyond the weak-willed man long separated from his love and turns his bride into a complete fool for assuming she was living the fairy tale of romance, money, glamour, and children. Nothing Tiger might have done could have more deeply harmed his wife because she now sees her entire existence in his world as a fraud. How does he fix that? Who has that much forgiveness?
Tiger's sponsors are presently being circumspect about his endorsements of their products but they will eventually leave. What does it mean now when you are walking through the airport and you see the Accenture poster on the wall that says, "Be a Tiger?" Any sponsor considering hiring him has to wade through the language of every potential ad campaign and parse the words for double entendres. Even the fans assembled around the greens will cause a wince of embarrassment with their consistent shouts of, "Get in the hole!"
The laughter will roll when an analyst says, "Tiger's just played a great round of 72 holes."
The whispering voice answers, "Oh, I think he passed that number a long time ago, David."
The clichéd lexicon of sport is rife with phraseology that is easily misinterpreted and, consequently, embarrassing.
The great athlete has also become publicly associated with porn stars and many years will have to pass before his transgressions have faded into a broad category covered by the human condition. Golf announcers, who are often more sycophantic than critical, can no longer speak of Tiger as though he came from a distant planet to deliver their sport from its overwhelming effete whiteness. If the tabloids and TV are to believed, Tiger's just a party guy, acting like a young man with looks, fame, and unimaginable wealth. Why did any of us, and especially his sponsors, accept and perpetuate the notion that Tiger was beyond mortal? Maybe we aren't all complicit in his failings but we are certainly naïve to create, market, and purchase an image of infallibility.
The stupidity, though, is mostly Tiger's. His behavior appears pathological and suggests he psychologically compartmentalized his world into a road version and a home edition. These were doomed to inevitably collide and leave wreckage and not all of the rubble can be reassembled. His golf career is the most likely fatal casualty. Tiger just does not appear the type to be able to live with the snickers and jokes that will, sadly, never die.
The people who suggest, as did Jack Nicklaus, that this is "none of our business," are terribly mistaken. In fact, Nicklaus is one of the many people who turned Tiger into our business. Nicklaus anointed him as a player with almost inhuman skills. Golf wanted all of us to make Tiger our business because it was good for golf's business. The sports fans are justified in feeling as though they, too, are victims of a betrayal.
Everyone who wants Tiger to sit before cameras and reporters is being foolish. There is nothing left for the man to admit. What does he say?
"Yep, I whored around with porn stars and had group sex when I was on the road but now I'm sorry. I need y'all to give me some privacy so I can get on with my life." (Snicker, snicker.)
Public relations professionals trying to deconstruct Tiger's mishandling of this tragedy are operating under the misguided notion that all screw-ups can be fixed with due honesty. This is fatuous nonsense. Some wounds are fatal and even if they are not time is not a universal cure. Tiger can tell his full story and get everything out there (snicker, snicker) but that will simply complicate the plot in this horror show. We already know too much about his behavior. Accumulated years of details will only do more damage. A part of Tiger's present problem stems from the fact that his great skills were blended with a kind of off-putting arrogance. There are people pleased to see him fall because they respected the talent but disliked the man.
F. Scott Fitzgerald's insistence that there are no second acts in American lives has been proved wrong millions of times. There is no story Americans love more than the battered soul arising from the detritus of failure and struggling on to a glorious comeback. We have, however, never seen anyone fall as far and as fast as Tiger Woods. Therefore, every corporation that is eager to have Tiger associated with its brand, please step forward and be recognized. Any golf announcer interested in following Tiger around the course and ignoring the gallery's jokes, raise your hand. Any ad executives convinced they can deliver a campaign that is devoid of innuendo, please send your copy to editors.
One of the great sadnesses in all of this, of course, is in the harming of charitable efforts by Wood's foundation. He has put some of his money to work helping underprivileged children and his name and face are all any charity once needed to raise money. Perhaps that is where Tiger will find his peace and some redemption. He still has hundreds of millions of dollars to spend and make a meaningful impact and build a legacy that is great enough to overshadow the image we have inadvertently been provided.
Woods has long let it be known that he dreams of the day he will pass Nicklaus as the winner of the most major tournaments and become the game's greatest name. We are no longer likely to see such a victory. Tiger has said he is taking an "indefinite break" from golf but a more realistic statement might have been that he has played his final round as a professional. The chain of disclosures about his behavior may go on for months and the injuries are not ended. But Tiger's career has concluded.
He can now be permanently found at the 19th hole. (Snicker, snicker.)
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Personally, I can not understand the fury vented out at Woods on by some people on this blog. He didn't kill anyone, he didn't do anything illegal. What he did may be regarded as immoral by some, but so what? He doesn't answer to your moral code, and none of you know him, so who are to judge him? Are you so perfect that you can judge someone you've never met, will never meet and who is perfectly entitled to live a life that you may regard as immoral? What he did is his own business. If he wants to have 100 affairs, or have sex with prostitutes (and that's bad because?) or do anything that he has done, the only person he will need to answer to is his wife.
Oh, and he will be back. Make no mistake about it. The idea that his careed is over doesn't shows a complete lack of understanding of Tiger and his obsessive approach to Golf.
A billion dollars and a Swedish super-model wife wasn't enough for him. There is only one word for that: greedy.
He has debunked the bible bangers tired story that marriage is between one man and one woman. No one seems to know at this point exactly how many woman are involved in Tiger's "sacred" marriage, yet is is perfectly legal. There are many devoted, same sex couples who are denied the right to a civil marriage. It is time to end this hypocrisy. CIVIL MARRRIAGE IS A CIVIL RIGHT.
It may be useful to remember the life of Sir John Profumo who ruined his career when he was embroiled in a sexual scandal in 1963 and redeemed himself by working for charity for many years. Woods would probably be singled out also for racially-based sexual sniggering. It seems a shame, most particularly to his wife and children.
I couldn't care less who he sleeps with, or how many. I am interested in his Golf alone. I had no illusions that he was perfect, nor did I, or do I care what kind of person he is. As long as he isn't breaking any laws, I am content to watch him play golf.
This country is so pathetic with it's simultaneous obsession with and repudiation of sex. Didn't bother people that Michael Jordan's shoes were made in sweat shops, but someone having affairs is going too far.
After Fuzzy Zoeller made racists comments, there was not nearly the outrage.
If he isn't playing golf, I have no interested in watching the sport anymore, personally.
And maybe we should all grow up and stop worrying about who is doing who, unless you are personally involved.
I cannot recall privacy ever being encased in such high neon.
The reporter murmured the details in tones much like those used in reporting the rescuing of kittens from trees, or children pulled back out of a narrow well. It was a warbling testament to true love, delivered with the breathless timbres of high romance.
There was no mention of how many hungry people, increasing by the thousands daily in America, might have been fed with all that easy lucre Tiger casually tossed about to finance his mere flit of poetic sentiment. And this especially when his sentiment turns out later to be betrayed in monumental irony in a cast of dozens.
I would suppose there is some rational sentiment in defense of such gauche disregard for the poverty of the times. It is, after all, one of the great tenents of high-octane capitalism that before the Constitution there was Bling.
In America today, no dissection is ever made of such cloying self-indulgence, and not because of the ulp-hurl factor, either. No, it is because every America knows deep in their hearts that this hedonistic wallowing is morally a puny second to side nookie.
For the people, who capitalized on his fall, may they also learn that parasitism is not a life worth living.
"dlo2" made a statement of hope that is worthy of consideration. Your cynical retort is less so.
I cannot forgive Tiget anymore than I can forgive OJ, for ruining his life, just because he was famous and had the right to do whatever he pleased. There is always a pricvce to pay for ones actions and the choices we make, let Tiger face the consequences. he may still return to the game at some point, perhaps with a more disciplined lifestyle.
I think he lost his family though, a beautiful wife and 2 cute kids....one cannot have it all!
I believe Elin feels like she was only a trophy wife, nothing more.
I suggested to my wife before Tiger made exit, stage right for an indeterminate amount of time that that's exactly what he would do.
Time heals all wounds in addition to wounding all heels--with emphasis on the former..