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http://news.sky.com/skynews/Home/World-News/Golfer-Tiger-Woods-Badly-Hurt-In-Car-Accident-Outside-His-Home-In-Florida-Say-Reports/Article/200911415476167?lpos=World_News_Carousel_Region_0&lid=ARTICLE_15476167_Golfer_Tiger_Woods_Badly_Hurt_In_Car_Accident_Outside_His_Home_In_Florida_Say_Reports_

 

Hope everything is ok, he has not had much luck lately

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I think the Sky news/Sky sports news coverage has been totally embarrassing and they should issue a public apology for totally over the top and misleading reporting.

 

If they don't really know, they should shut up and release further news once the situation has ceased to be so fluid and there are people, close to Tiger Woods who can give definitive news on his welfare.

 

When the news first broke and by the tone that they were reporting in, I thought he could die, it turns out he's had a bit of a prang in his motor and has got a few facial marks/scars.

 

I am finding it very laughable but still annoyed at the same time.

 

Latest from Sky - 'He has facial injuries and we don't know where he has obtained them from as his airbag didn't activate'......errrr, I have a hunch it might have been the minor prang in his motor and as he was travelling at a moderate speed, the airbag is unlikely too.

 

It seems Sky are intimating that he was attacked.

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It all seems like a pretty regular kind of accident, but when you only hear bits of the coverage and see helicopters flying over his house you fear the worst.

 

Tiger in serious condition in hospital

Tigers wife smashed the windscreen with a golf club

Police Charges may follow

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bet he had an argument with the mrs, she scratched his face, he called her a sh*tc*nt and got in his car, she chased after him and smashed his window with his 7iron he practises chipping with in the hall way and he got annoyed and drove off like a nutter and smashed into the tree/hydrant

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It all seems like a pretty regular kind of accident, but when you only hear bits of the coverage and see helicopters flying over his house you fear the worst.

 

Tiger in serious condition in hospital

Tigers wife smashed the windscreen with a golf club

Police Charges may follow

 

So the police arrive and find Tiger lying on the ground next to his damaged 4x4, with his wife hovering over him with a golf club...after reports he had 'met' someone in a nightclub.

 

Possibly not a regular kind of accident at all.

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bet he had an argument with the mrs, she scratched his face, he called her a sh*tc*nt and got in his car, she chased after him and smashed his window with his 7iron he practises chipping with in the hall way and he got annoyed and drove off like a nutter and smashed into the tree/hydrant

 

hehehe

 

Love to see how the PR machine eventually sorts this one out. Sounds more and more like a 7 iron to the back of the head.....

 

Something's not been right with the man for a while. Perhaps we're now seeing why

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he is 6ft 1 and built like a brick sh*t house.

 

How exactly did a tiny woman drag him out the back window? And....why?

 

that's what I'm thinking. My conspiracy theory is he admitted to cheating, he walked out, she tried to run him over and misssed. Then she got out and belted him one.

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Once upon a time in a Galaxy Far Far Away...

 

A TSW member was working as a volunteer at a golf tournament. This approaching golfer was renowned for wild drives, so he was assigned to work with an (allegedly) hunky Swedish bloke in making sure they found Tiger's golf ball.

 

Anyway, as Tiger approached the 10th Green, the boys were sheltering under a Palm Tree when these two fit chicks stopped by... (one blonde, one brunette)

 

So, do you guys work here or are you on vacation? says the Swede. Giggles from the fit chicks who reply "we're sort of working temporarily I suppose" was the answer

 

TSW member summons up his courage and asks Oh, so you seen any of the real Dubai, The Seaview, Ravi's? Drank any Bullfrogs?" - more giggles.

 

Hey at least you guys must have been shopping down Karama? says the Swede.

 

At which point the blonde really fit chick says, "Hey guys, great effort, but you really have no idea who we are do you?" - strangely, the TSW member was sharp enough to reply "Of course we do, you're two really fit chicks standing under a Palm Tree on a Golf Course".......

 

More giggles followed by "that was really funny, but we have to go now, our fiances are coming".

 

At which said fit chicks moved off to rejoin the entourage with a smile and a wave.

 

Which was when said Marshalls realised it had been Mark Steinberg's & Tiger's fiances....

 

God bless him, after the round the man himself came up and said, well done guys, we haven't laughed so much on a golf course for ages.... and said Marshalls received free beer all night for being such numpty heroes.

 

Would have been funny for the Marhsalls as well if only their wives hadn't watched the whole 2 minutes of the encounter on TV...

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http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/guest_contributors/article6941596.ece

 

It shouldn’t have taken a car crash, a swirl of internet rumours and a grudging apology to make us notice that something was seriously wrong with Tiger Woods. Witnessing him snap and snarl his way around a golf course was proof enough.

 

Even Woods’ two post-crash statements, worded as though written by a committee of lawyers, were appropriately tortured.

 

“I’m human and I’m not perfect,” he wrote when the story broke on Sunday. Yesterday, in a kind of non-confession confession, he retreated to saying he is “a long way short of perfect”.

 

Now he tells us. Woods has been fighting the imperfections of humanity all his life. Being human demands weakness, vulnerability and unpredictability; Woods has always eschewed all three. His template has been half-god, half-machine — a god to his fans, a machine to himself. Who can be surprised that he is starting to crack under the strain?

 

Forget who did what to whom near a fire hydrant in Florida. The important question is why being so gloriously good at golf cannot even raise a smile out of Tiger Woods. The answer extends far beyond the world of sport.

 

It’s not all his fault. The sport industry delights in celebrating the elimination of weakness. Denying being human has become professionalism’s raison d’être. Coaches prefer willing cogs in a wheel, sponsors want shiny faces on billboards, governing bodies seek stars without opinions. And if the agents and coaches can’t quite eliminate what’s left of your personality, there are always the sports psychologists to finish the job. We have come full circle. Once sport was a means of building character; now it seeks to eliminate character.

 

As a grudging genius, Woods has been the apotheosis of modern professionalism. There is no joy in Woods’ golf, let alone (it would seem) his private life. He interacts with the sporting public as little a possible, as though fans are an unnecessary encumbrance rather than the lifeblood of sport. Those who once criticised Don Bradman for being a machine knew nothing of Tiger Woods. He plays sport as though his own humanity is something to be rebutted rather than embraced.

 

Some sportsmen affect coldness as a competitive mask. With Woods, you sense it goes all the way to his core, as if personality is a form of weakness, a flaw to be ironed out of his game like a faulty backswing.

 

Did it have to be this way? Woods has always seemed predestined, but we once hoped for a better kind of destiny. A dozen years ago he won his first major by the huge margin of 12 shots, at the conservative Augusta National club, deep in the American South. Here, we hoped, was a handsome young black sportsman who would catapult America’s least multicultural sport into a more liberal future.

 

But far from being a brave new dawn, Woods’ career has merely exacerbated what was wrong with the way sportsmen are held up as role models. The Woods legend has entrenched the cult of professional obsession, the Malcolm Gladwell view that anyone can be a genius so long as they practise for 10,000 hours. Woods has been the ultimate pin-up boy for that way of life. It’s long overdue for a serious rethink.

 

The Woods PR machine has also indulged the myth of sporting exceptionalism. Mistaking mere winners for supermen shortchanges everyone. Brilliant sportsman, whatever they may tell you, are a lot like everyone else. Yes, sportsmen have to make sacrifices to get to the top; yes, there is a lot of pressure when they get there; yes, it’s a tough life. So is being a great surgeon, so is being a great teacher, so is being a great actor.

 

The pursuit of excellence, whatever the discipline, demands bravery and dedication. Sporting exceptionalism — that sport is a special realm populated by a superbreed — is a myth sold to gullible fans to boost TV viewing figures.

 

There are also limits to human specialisation. Both capitalism and professionalism converge in encouraging the pursuit of doing one thing very well. But no job, least of all playing a game, should dominate your life to the point where it becomes a joyless exercise in self-denial. Doing only one thing for ever, without ever wondering if it can be entirely fulfilling, suits very few human beings.

 

It is a practical point as well as a moral one. Excessive narrowness isn’t just bad for you as a person, it’s bad for you as a performer. When I was captain of Middlesex, I used to dread seeing overkeen young cricketers reading Tiger Woods books. The Tiger approach, by legitimising introspective obsessiveness, nearly always made them play worse on the field. The monomania of Tiger Woods or Geoff Boycott doesn’t work for many people. Now we are learning that it isn’t even working for Tiger Woods.

 

And anyway, surely one day it is only natural that golfers must fall out of love with golf. Tiger does not owe it to his fans to keep winning; his fans owe it to Tiger that they don’t demand that he ruins his life in the pursuit of hitting a golf ball.

 

Tiring of sport should be considered an essential part of growing up, a human badge of honour, not a cause for reproach. Professional sport is stuck in a dangerous state of arrested development where it demands that grown adults indefinitely retain the egotistical narrow-mindedness of teenagers.

 

Let's hope Woods’ unravelling prompts a shift in mood. So far he has been the standard-bearer for our age of professionalism: workaholic relentlessness, nothing left to chance, the elimination of emotion, it’s only the winning that counts, say nothing, follow the endorsements. Throughout that grim and joyless narrative, Woods has found the orthodoxy of professionalism to be all too willing an accomplice.

 

Now it is time for Act II, not only for Tiger, but for the way we think about success. It’s time we all grew up — and allowed sportsmen to do the same.

 

Ed Smith is a former England cricketer. He is now a Times leader writer. http://www.edsmith.org.uk

 

Excellent article by a very intelligent ex Cricketer

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I'm not at all surprised that Woods is rumoured to have been cheating. I can't put my finger on it but he always came over as too squeaky clean for me.

I'd imagine his fans will be gutted to hear about this and I feel for the honest golfers out there who could have won tournaments had it not been for him. I hope he gets suitably punished.

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I'm not at all surprised that Woods is rumoured to have been cheating. I can't put my finger on it but he always came over as too squeaky clean for me.

I'd imagine his fans will be gutted to hear about this and I feel for the honest golfers out there who could have won tournaments had it not been for him. I hope he gets suitably punished.

 

WTF?? :rolleyes:

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http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/comment/columnists/guest_contributors/article6941596.ece

 

It shouldn’t have taken a car crash, a swirl of internet rumours and a grudging apology to make us notice that something was seriously wrong with Tiger Woods. Witnessing him snap and snarl his way around a golf course was proof enough.

 

Even Woods’ two post-crash statements, worded as though written by a committee of lawyers, were appropriately tortured.

 

“I’m human and I’m not perfect,” he wrote when the story broke on Sunday. Yesterday, in a kind of non-confession confession, he retreated to saying he is “a long way short of perfect”.

 

Now he tells us. Woods has been fighting the imperfections of humanity all his life. Being human demands weakness, vulnerability and unpredictability; Woods has always eschewed all three. His template has been half-god, half-machine — a god to his fans, a machine to himself. Who can be surprised that he is starting to crack under the strain?

 

Forget who did what to whom near a fire hydrant in Florida. The important question is why being so gloriously good at golf cannot even raise a smile out of Tiger Woods. The answer extends far beyond the world of sport.

 

It’s not all his fault. The sport industry delights in celebrating the elimination of weakness. Denying being human has become professionalism’s raison d’être. Coaches prefer willing cogs in a wheel, sponsors want shiny faces on billboards, governing bodies seek stars without opinions. And if the agents and coaches can’t quite eliminate what’s left of your personality, there are always the sports psychologists to finish the job. We have come full circle. Once sport was a means of building character; now it seeks to eliminate character.

 

As a grudging genius, Woods has been the apotheosis of modern professionalism. There is no joy in Woods’ golf, let alone (it would seem) his private life. He interacts with the sporting public as little a possible, as though fans are an unnecessary encumbrance rather than the lifeblood of sport. Those who once criticised Don Bradman for being a machine knew nothing of Tiger Woods. He plays sport as though his own humanity is something to be rebutted rather than embraced.

 

Some sportsmen affect coldness as a competitive mask. With Woods, you sense it goes all the way to his core, as if personality is a form of weakness, a flaw to be ironed out of his game like a faulty backswing.

 

Did it have to be this way? Woods has always seemed predestined, but we once hoped for a better kind of destiny. A dozen years ago he won his first major by the huge margin of 12 shots, at the conservative Augusta National club, deep in the American South. Here, we hoped, was a handsome young black sportsman who would catapult America’s least multicultural sport into a more liberal future.

 

But far from being a brave new dawn, Woods’ career has merely exacerbated what was wrong with the way sportsmen are held up as role models. The Woods legend has entrenched the cult of professional obsession, the Malcolm Gladwell view that anyone can be a genius so long as they practise for 10,000 hours. Woods has been the ultimate pin-up boy for that way of life. It’s long overdue for a serious rethink.

 

The Woods PR machine has also indulged the myth of sporting exceptionalism. Mistaking mere winners for supermen shortchanges everyone. Brilliant sportsman, whatever they may tell you, are a lot like everyone else. Yes, sportsmen have to make sacrifices to get to the top; yes, there is a lot of pressure when they get there; yes, it’s a tough life. So is being a great surgeon, so is being a great teacher, so is being a great actor.

 

The pursuit of excellence, whatever the discipline, demands bravery and dedication. Sporting exceptionalism — that sport is a special realm populated by a superbreed — is a myth sold to gullible fans to boost TV viewing figures.

 

There are also limits to human specialisation. Both capitalism and professionalism converge in encouraging the pursuit of doing one thing very well. But no job, least of all playing a game, should dominate your life to the point where it becomes a joyless exercise in self-denial. Doing only one thing for ever, without ever wondering if it can be entirely fulfilling, suits very few human beings.

 

It is a practical point as well as a moral one. Excessive narrowness isn’t just bad for you as a person, it’s bad for you as a performer. When I was captain of Middlesex, I used to dread seeing overkeen young cricketers reading Tiger Woods books. The Tiger approach, by legitimising introspective obsessiveness, nearly always made them play worse on the field. The monomania of Tiger Woods or Geoff Boycott doesn’t work for many people. Now we are learning that it isn’t even working for Tiger Woods.

 

And anyway, surely one day it is only natural that golfers must fall out of love with golf. Tiger does not owe it to his fans to keep winning; his fans owe it to Tiger that they don’t demand that he ruins his life in the pursuit of hitting a golf ball.

 

Tiring of sport should be considered an essential part of growing up, a human badge of honour, not a cause for reproach. Professional sport is stuck in a dangerous state of arrested development where it demands that grown adults indefinitely retain the egotistical narrow-mindedness of teenagers.

 

Let's hope Woods’ unravelling prompts a shift in mood. So far he has been the standard-bearer for our age of professionalism: workaholic relentlessness, nothing left to chance, the elimination of emotion, it’s only the winning that counts, say nothing, follow the endorsements. Throughout that grim and joyless narrative, Woods has found the orthodoxy of professionalism to be all too willing an accomplice.

 

Now it is time for Act II, not only for Tiger, but for the way we think about success. It’s time we all grew up — and allowed sportsmen to do the same.

 

Ed Smith is a former England cricketer. He is now a Times leader writer. www.edsmith.org.uk

 

Excellent article by a very intelligent ex Cricketer

 

 

Good read Ron. But it is obviously written by someone who has never met the man.

 

He's almost more mechanical than Smith makes out. When he walks from the practice green to the first tee, you can almost see a switch being thrown in his head, the eyes glaze over and you know he is "in the zone" Self hypnosis is the only word.

The minute he completes his round, click, a different programme is loaded, within a millisecond of coming out of the scorers hut he is in TV & Press interview mode. No more than 5 minutes after leaving the playing field. Everything is focused in mentioning or showing his sponsor logos and spreading the Brand Woods.

Then, the switch is thrown and there are the fans, he is immediately scanning for the smallest ones, he makes the diversion to sign 4 or 5 autogrpahs and give a glove or a ball to the smallest, then, the minute he is clear, the switch goes and there is a human being in there. A couple of quips, with his caddy or his manager, a review of the evening sponsor functions and when he expects to get back to the hotel. Every time he has played a tournament he has arranged for a round of beers to be brought for his support team, again, all part of the programmed machine.

 

Like Smith says, it is really hard to understand how a mere human can be so focused so as to be almost a machine. He is a wonderful golfer who has done a great deal for the game. Like Smith's article, apart from the zillions, perhaps the game is taking his humanity away.

 

There is an easy solution of course. He could retire, but then the world of golf would be a really dull place

 

Must be tough being so rich and so successful, we'd all hate it I'm sure.......

 

 

NOT

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I notice straight away they said his wife used the golf club to smash the car window and pull him from the wreckage.

Strange as it was a big 4x4 and the crash was low speed i'm certain one of the doors would of just opened.

 

If you look at the pics she smashed both back windows too, so clearly not trying to get inside to open the door, she was blantantly chasing him, smashing the shiiiiiit out of his rather tacky looking escalade as he fired it up and ploughed into a fire hydrant.

 

Jesper Parnavik's comments earlier were brilliant.

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If you look at the pics she smashed both back windows too, so clearly not trying to get inside to open the door, she was blantantly chasing him, smashing the shiiiiiit out of his rather tacky looking escalade as he fired it up and ploughed into a fire hydrant.

 

Jesper Parnavik's comments earlier were brilliant.

 

What did Jesper say?

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