I do not wish to seem too cynical about the Tiger Woods injuries saga, but this latest miracle recovery does make one think just a little tiny bit that some of these injuries have a certain phantom quality to them. As in, Mr. Woods can heroically win a US Open on one leg, but a little owie in the back can disable him completely when he is 10 strokes off the lead. And then he shows up ready to play the next week.
Guess we’ll have to keep reading about him as long as the sports press keeps writing about him, but, between his difficulties with the Rules of Golf and his difficulties with injuries when he is out of contention, the man is just plain boring. If his ski goddess wanted to slam him around a bit with a slalom ski or something, or maybe toss him down an expert slope, that might be amusing, but waiting around for him to reproduce the old magic is getting to seem pretty silly – and, for a lot of people, an unappreciated distraction from the good golf that is being played by Rory and others. Having to watch Michelle Wie when she is out of contention is bad enough, but this Tiger thing is getting really old. I know the ratings are down a bit, but is golf really that hard up?