If you are a regular reader of TRG, you will have noticed a lack of mention of Tiger Woods, a famous golfer who is now famous for not playing golf.
This generation of sportswriters doesn’t know what to write about except him. Tiger wins – 20-point bold head and six pages. Tiger watches at home on TV – lead article with photos (Oh yeah, the guy who won. Might as well give him some ink, too. Picture if you got one.)
Tiger is the story. Not Tiger is the story, too. Good grief.
We have had a long dry spell of Not Tiger, and I have plenty of other things to write about, but I have to break my silence. He fired Steve Williams.
Now that doesn’t break me up too much. I’m not crying for a guy who earned $9M on Woods’s bag, and is now carrying for Adam Scott. I just can’t figure out why it took this long.
Nor can I figure out why Williams is miffed. Doesn’t he know who he worked for? The guy who will and has fired anybody he chose to further his career. Loyalty is a one-way street in his company. The only sign points to Woods.
What I can’t figure out is why anybody still carries a torch for this guy. He has character flaws to burn and they aren’t well-hidden. Sure, he smiles and knows how to be a nice guy. But at life’s turning points, where you show what you are really made of, Woods fails the good character test every time.
I don’t write him off, because anyone can change. I sincerely hope he does. It would be sad for his legacy to be, “Yes, he won all those tournaments, but . . .” The but being he was pretty much an amateur human being.
He needs someone in his life who he can go to when he’s being a schmuck who will tell him, “You’re being a schmuck, knock it off.” Not sure that will ever happen.
So Williams will, in a few weeks, realize that being released from Woods’s company was a positive career move and will find his life to be much better off for it.
Let’s not close before we mention Rachel Uchitel, one of Woods’s paramours. She’s trying to get out of a consent agreement that keeps her quiet about her affair with the Father of the Year. Will she be able to go public with the lurid details? Would you love to read them? It’s just another act in what’s become a circus, isn’t it?
Back to writing about golf.