Thursday, December 03, 2009

Tiger, tiger

It's pretty hard to avoid Tiger these days, what with him fessin' up to his naughty behaviour.

I have just one hope. Now that the cat (get it?) is out of the bag, I hope Tiger goes The Full John Daly on us.

I want him to get a beer gut, and be drunk in public, be photographed smoking cigarettes like a maniac, and still keep playing golf. People will love him for it.

He should also get divorced and become a serial marrier. Four or five wives. Really trashy ones. But should he stay married, he and his wife should go the Glen Campell/Tanya Tucker route. Public brawls. Drunken fights in hotel lobbies. Let it all hang out.

Tiger will be a whole lot more fun if he does all that.

3 comments:

Susieq said...

At least you know where you stand with John Daly don't you? He's not faking some 'family values' type thing.

Re the beer gut, he's out here now playing golf and he is so thin!!! Had one of those gastric bypass things - slim as a reed!

Nanuk of the North, older but no wiser said...

Oh no. I mean the old fat John Daly, not the new slim John Daly. He has betrayed the cause of the obese athletes everywhere!

Susieq said...

I do think he's still smoking....but I take your point.