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"Athlete, parent, lover, jerk" -- Tiger's ascension to be

That concept does seem well in line with Buzz Bissinger's accompanying story on Woods' downfall, and a "hubris that revealed his fundamental arrogance." In it, Bissinger speaks of "image versus reality, the compartmentalization of two different lives." So is this image of Tiger, the one who looks ready to get rich or die tryin', any more real than that of the baby-faced guy in dorky shirts we've seen waving from the green all these years? Or is it possible that Woods, like any of us, is a bundle of many contradictory things at once -- athlete, parent, lover, jerk? (Mary Elizabeth Williams, “Tiger’s abs unleashed,” Salon, 4 Jan. 2010)

Fortunately, he came to know he was of the fallen, before it was too late . . .

re: "Or is it possible that Woods, like any of us, is a bundle of many contradictory things at once -- athlete, parent, lover, jerk?"

Fox News wants to make him Christian; you're kinda already offering the same service -- him just being human, one of us -- after all. So all that we have now, is not the fall of Tiger, but the removal of pretense. He hasn't gained impropriety, but lost it -- with the thing he really needed to seem human, relevant, Obama-in-the-"now," being the loss of his status as distinguished from everyone else. The worst part of acknowledging sinners, though, is that they always drift to going after people way worse than they. These being, almost always, those who won't so readily admit to being "jerks," in a way which makes them seem elected.

Mary Elizabeth, you may be a jerk, but I am not. Please don't group me within your surround of retards.


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tricking the phantoms

All that had been bottled up in him, is now outside, in the ether. If all that's been aired tries to invite itself back in, as self-doubt, it's going to have to fight its way past near unassailable taut muscle and lean purpose. Neat trick, that.

Link: Tiger’s abs unleashed (Salon)

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