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Saturday, January 2, 2010
Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon
posted by Rick Blue at 13h52
Crouching Tiger
If only we could have known in 2001 how this Oscar-winning film title foretold what would happen in 2009?
Question: What’s the worst phone call you can get?
Answer: Hi this is Tiger Woods, can I speak to your wife?
So here are my thoughts about Tiger Woods. I don’t know much about him. He was a golfer – right?
I always thought that his was an unfortunate name for a golfer – “Woods.” But maybe that just tells you a lot about my golfing.
I never had a relationship with the man. So I don’t particularly feel betrayed. Unlike many sports writers who act like they are the deceived spouse. Shouldn’t we learn a lesson from all this? That we projected too much onto this man?
Now we are filled with such anger and rage.
But Picasso was a womanizer and yet we still value his paintings. John Lennon was a womanizer and yet we still love his songs. Michael Jackson was a …OK, maybe he's not a great example.
Nobody is perfect. Just because a guy can hit a ball 300 yards does not mean he is not made of the same imperfections that all flesh is heir to.
And if one says “What about the kids?” It’s not our kids who care. It’s only the big kids. Maybe we would be doing our children a real favour by raising them to know that no one is perfect.
The biggest beef I have with him is this: as we married men sit there watching the latest news on Tiger and we can see the wife looking over at us and we know that she is thinking: “you bastard!”
But we’re thinking: “a beautiful Swedish wife and 14 hot mistresses? Wow! Where did he get the time?”
A friend said to me: “Did he think he wouldn’t get caught?”
I can only answer that we are dealing with a realm of human activity in which “think” does not come into play.
But men instinctively understand it even if women do not. A woman would never do that sort of a thing. Can you imagine a world-class female celebrity sleeping her way across the country?
OK. There was Madonna.
Men are saying: Yes, we understand it. He is a celebrity. He is on the road. He is incredibly wealthy and successful, and he has a hotel room upstairs.
Hey – I’d sleep with him!
No, we now know that our Tiger, who was really more of a Hound Dog, was not like that.
Let’s face it, the big surprise about the Tiger Woods story is that everyone is surprised. He was just too squeaky clean. There had to be something lurking under that facade.
Turns out it was Bill Clinton!
Did you buy things because they had Tiger’s picture on the box? Then more fool you; that is what I say. You should really not blame him. Blame yourself for being so gullible.
What does a man’s morals have to do with his ability to play golf?
On second thought, maybe they did. Boy, there’s a can of worms. What if he needed all those conquests to stoke up the confidence to stand up to the pressure of a life in which each swing of his club was worth $1 million?
You have to be pretty cocky to even think that you can do it. And apparently that was our Tiger.