The Real Tiger Woods Betrayals
Out of it all came the hoards of supposed fans, whining and complaining how they felt disappointed, betrayed and cheated. These are people that had an inability to be role models for their own kids, similar to sheep following a leader for a reason they don't know, and the type of individual likely to bail on a best mate in trouble just as quick as they turned on Tiger. These pathetic and sorry excuses for human beings are the biggest disappointments and each time I read one of their comments or long-winded Mills and Boon style columns about how angry they are, I confess to feeling very satisfied at their suffering.
These do-gooding traitors that used to call themselves fans piss me off. That's right, piss me off. The only thing that calms me down when I read a do-gooder comment on their disappointment and feelings of betrayal is knowing that they probably have a very small penis, and couldn't please any of the alleged 14 (give or take a dozen) mistresses as Tiger did. What a sad life they must lead placing so much on a guy they've most probably never met or knew nothing about except what he did on the golf course. The irony is it's this type of person that you need to be careful of, one minute they're frantically banging away at their keyboard telling us how wrong it all is, the next minute they've got a ball gag in their mouth getting humiliated by the Gimp.
Leading the pack "good fans gone bad" is the owner of Tigerwoodsisgod.com, who was quick to express his change of heart, and also quick to give himself some credit for being mentioned on several famous websites for closing down his site. And just like many of Tigers headline seeking lady friends, he is looking to make money in the sale of the site, which is doubtful at this time and by February 10th we'll see if he sticks to his word and gives up the domain name. What a total fake.
Phew, that was great, I feel like I've just had a handjob from Rachel Uchitel.
Moving on, I confess I'm a bit shocked. Shocked at what kind of individual would buy Ralph Magazine to see Jaimee Grubbs show off her Titleists. The only thing more shocking is who named Ralph in the first place. The only sentence where those two names should be used is "Tiger wanted to Ralph on Jaimee when he found out what a money grubbing fame seeking tart she was".
In her defense, good on her, if I was shagging Tiger and found out major championships weren't the only thing he was accumulating with alarming regularity, I'd probably be in for a bit of good old fashioned revenge too. The only thing stopping me would probably be the fact I'd have to come out and tell everybody I liked dick, and I don't mean that hunk Richard Gere.
Personally I'm glad this all happened because now we know who the real fans are, and if you were a real fan, you would have fallen in love with the way Tiger played golf, and not what he was, or represented as a person, which I think was a guy who probably got a little sick of assuming the role of a person he knew he wasn't, and at the worst, perhaps also a guy who's superhuman athletic talents may have tricked him into thinking maybe he was untouchable and could get away with things that most of us wouldn't dare try.
It's laughable to read so many stories about Tiger and even though Radaronline might have bagged a pic of Tiger holding a coffee (big fucking deal), the only truth we really know know is we actually know nothing. Elin could have been shagging the Windemere milkman, the alleged mistresses might have been paid off as part of an elaborate plot to bring about the downfall and give other golfers a chance. Yet all these Tiger haters are so quick to judge without knowing the whole story, and no matter how many mistresses decide to sell their story to pay for some extra body piercings and Sasha Grey DVD's, you don't have to be Tim Finchem to know it's likely that we're not going to ever hear about the whole story from a guy who named his yacht privacy.
I don't dispute the fact that having an alleged 14 mistresses might not be in the spirit of golf or marriage, but any man with a billion dollars or any fame who travels much of the year and manages to keep his dick in his pants would truly be worth the cover of National Enquirer or at the least a guest on a special reunion episode of "That's Incredible".
More totally random thoughts to come...
These do-gooding traitors that used to call themselves fans piss me off. That's right, piss me off. The only thing that calms me down when I read a do-gooder comment on their disappointment and feelings of betrayal is knowing that they probably have a very small penis, and couldn't please any of the alleged 14 (give or take a dozen) mistresses as Tiger did. What a sad life they must lead placing so much on a guy they've most probably never met or knew nothing about except what he did on the golf course. The irony is it's this type of person that you need to be careful of, one minute they're frantically banging away at their keyboard telling us how wrong it all is, the next minute they've got a ball gag in their mouth getting humiliated by the Gimp.
Leading the pack "good fans gone bad" is the owner of Tigerwoodsisgod.com, who was quick to express his change of heart, and also quick to give himself some credit for being mentioned on several famous websites for closing down his site. And just like many of Tigers headline seeking lady friends, he is looking to make money in the sale of the site, which is doubtful at this time and by February 10th we'll see if he sticks to his word and gives up the domain name. What a total fake.
Phew, that was great, I feel like I've just had a handjob from Rachel Uchitel.
Moving on, I confess I'm a bit shocked. Shocked at what kind of individual would buy Ralph Magazine to see Jaimee Grubbs show off her Titleists. The only thing more shocking is who named Ralph in the first place. The only sentence where those two names should be used is "Tiger wanted to Ralph on Jaimee when he found out what a money grubbing fame seeking tart she was".
In her defense, good on her, if I was shagging Tiger and found out major championships weren't the only thing he was accumulating with alarming regularity, I'd probably be in for a bit of good old fashioned revenge too. The only thing stopping me would probably be the fact I'd have to come out and tell everybody I liked dick, and I don't mean that hunk Richard Gere.
Personally I'm glad this all happened because now we know who the real fans are, and if you were a real fan, you would have fallen in love with the way Tiger played golf, and not what he was, or represented as a person, which I think was a guy who probably got a little sick of assuming the role of a person he knew he wasn't, and at the worst, perhaps also a guy who's superhuman athletic talents may have tricked him into thinking maybe he was untouchable and could get away with things that most of us wouldn't dare try.
It's laughable to read so many stories about Tiger and even though Radaronline might have bagged a pic of Tiger holding a coffee (big fucking deal), the only truth we really know know is we actually know nothing. Elin could have been shagging the Windemere milkman, the alleged mistresses might have been paid off as part of an elaborate plot to bring about the downfall and give other golfers a chance. Yet all these Tiger haters are so quick to judge without knowing the whole story, and no matter how many mistresses decide to sell their story to pay for some extra body piercings and Sasha Grey DVD's, you don't have to be Tim Finchem to know it's likely that we're not going to ever hear about the whole story from a guy who named his yacht privacy.
I don't dispute the fact that having an alleged 14 mistresses might not be in the spirit of golf or marriage, but any man with a billion dollars or any fame who travels much of the year and manages to keep his dick in his pants would truly be worth the cover of National Enquirer or at the least a guest on a special reunion episode of "That's Incredible".
More totally random thoughts to come...
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