Are WE happy now?
Not likely.
The moment Tiger Woods is next seen on a golf course — or pulling into its parking lot as per TV’s Tiger excesses — NBC’s Dan Hicks or CBS’s Jim Nantz will reprise their previous welcome-backs. He will be saluted for his “remarkable courage, commitment and desire” to make another heartfelt comeback and resurrection, as if he were one part saint, one part wounded war hero and all parts the world’s greatest human.
Woods remains the most self-entitled, adult spoiled brat and media-pampered person in the history of sports. And to say, write or even hint that he’s anything less than the greatest human — even just leaving it to only “a great golfer” — is to risk your access to conduct a fawning interview with him in pursuit of his usual bland, say-nothing answers.
