Tiger Woods, You’ve Let Me Down!

Grow some balls, Tiger!

Tiger, you’ve let me down.

I am not sure to whom you were apologizing.

You certainly don’t owe me an apology. I’m not Elin Nordegren.

Ok, so you cheated on your wife.

That has zero impact on my life.

I do not condone what you did, but it doesn’t affect my family or me at all.

The reports that you are a sex addict are also irrelevant to me.

Ok so you failed as a husband and father.

But is that my problem?

As a father, I feel a responsibility to be a role model to my children.

You should be a role model to your own children, not mine.

Anyway, were you a role model even before your philandering became known?

You have been known to go against traditional golf etiquette, loudly cursing on the course and occasionally throwing clubs.

You’ve never been my role model.

But Tiger, let me be as clear as I can as to whether you owe me or anyone an explanation of the events surrounding your Thanksgiving weekend car accident: Hell no.

I repeat: Tiger, you don’t owe me or anyone else anything!

This is between you and your wife!

I’m sick of those sanctimonious retards – especially those sponsors of yours – who are blabbering about you needing to be raked over the coals about your private life.

By apologizing, you’re playing to their bullshit.

By apologizing you’ve let me down.

Tiger, I don’t care if you fuck goats in your spare time.

But I do care when you have no balls and succumb to pressure and apologize for something which you don’t have to apologize for.

And I do care if your apology is an insincere act worthy of an Oscar and you did it simply to appease the public and the paparazzi baying for your blood.

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