How dumb is Tiger Woods?

You have to wonder, don’t you?

Unless you’ve been living under a rock on a totallydifferent planet, you have heard (whether you wanted to or not) that golfer Tiger Woods was injured in a car accident outside of his multi-million dollar home in Florida last week. According to witnesses, police reports, etc., the accident occured at 2 a.m., as Woods pulled out of his driveway and hit a fire hydrant and light pole.

Now, maybe it’s just me, but are you catching the red flags right off the bat? First, if you’re driving out of your driveway at 2 a.m., you’re either under the influence of something, or there is some sort of emergancy (or both, I suppose). Both Woods and law enforcement officials have stated that the golfer was not under the influence, so that brings us to emergancy. We’ll get back to that.

The next red flag is the part about pulling out of the driveway and hitting not one, but two permanent, stationary objects directly adjacent to his property. Now, I’m not the brightest guy in the world, but even I’m smart enough to know that there is a tree on either side of my driveway, plus a power pole, and I’ve only lived in this house for a month. Are you telling me that Tiger Woods didn’t realize those objects were there? And that is not to mention the fact that he was driving an Escalade, which probably has an on-board guidence and object warning system. Judging by the amount of damage on the vehicle, he was moving pretty fast when he hit these objects, despite the objections of his vehicle.

Then, of course, we have the whole “indiscretion” thing. Last week The National Enquirer, one of the great bastions of journalism in the world, had a report about Tiger and the hostest at a bar in New York. Supposedly they were having an affair, and he even took her to Austrailia with him for a recent tournament. Now, it turns out, there’s another girl in New York, one in Las Vegas, and another in California.

Tiger Woods is married to a beautiful former fashion model from Sweden. They have a son. She, normally travels with him to tournaments around the world. My question is what does he need with waitresses? That’s just borderline insane.

But here’s the other thing, and it is probably the single most important part of this whole situation. Tiger Woods is, arguably, the richest and most recognized athlete in he world. He is good-looking, highly successful, and up until the last week, relatively controversy free. He has endorsements coming out of his ears.

When you are this visible and this well-known, your every move is noticed. Tiger Woods can’t go to Hy-Vee and buy groceries without causing a stir; he has to get “people” for that. When you are this well-known and this visible and have a certain “persona” that you have cultivated, you can’t afford to do things to screw it up. Tiger Woods screwed up.

Now there are reports that his wife confronted the New York girl friend in the hours before Tiger’s late night Escalade Escapade,  but that hasn’t been confirmed. And there are reports that Tiger’s injuries were actually not caused by the accident, but by something else (there are at least a couple of sets of golf clubs around the house, you know). Woods denies that his wife took a three-iron upside his head (although who could blame her), but you have to wonder.

Whatever the outcome, two things are sure. First, Tiger Woods’ image has changed forever. The squeaky clean role model now has some spots of tarnish on his image, and no matter what happens in his career, this will follow him. And second, this is a life lesson for everyone. The more your life is under a microscope, the better chance there is that someone is going to find something. Make sure if you live under there, you’re living clean.


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