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The (Droopy) Eyes of the Tiger

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The dashcam footage of Tiger demonstrating -or rather not demonstrating the officer’s sobriety tests was startling. It makes me sad. I’m sad, not because I was a devoted fan of Tiger Woods, but what he did for his sport and all sports is something special. Besides Mohamed Ali and Michael Jordan, Tiger may be the most -or in the top ten -of the most recognizable humans on earth.

You’ve seen it before: the kings or queens of sports, music or movies fall from grace. It happens with some type of incident, accident or gradual demise.

When reading the police report, I was horrified at Tiger’s condition while driving. His personal physician(s) had to know he was on a slippery slope with his medications. But has he no close friends or even housekeeper who could hide his keys? That bothers me the most. While I hate to see any human destroy himself or herself, I would hate to see others destroyed because of his carelessness. Let me guess, his personal assistant was playing golf and having a few shots after the round.

Hopefully, Tiger can recover from his medication nightmare. We need heroes. Even the ones who fell hard and fast, but managed to climb out of their holes. As Jack Nicklaus was quoted, “Tiger needs our prayers.” Indeed. Children need to see him doing good things again. Even if it’s as a poster child in public service announcement for substance abuse. Life’s funny like that; one minute, you’re driving for show and putting for dough. The next thing, you’re learning, is Nancy Reagan’s campaign, “Just say NO.” Isn’t ironic that one of Tiger’s biggest sponsor is (was?) Nike. C’mon Tiger, your recovery is needed. It could be your biggest win ever. Just do it, Tiger, just do it.

By bobbewhite

Speaker~Author~Certified Laughter Leader (Seriously!) I look at life with a sense of humor and the gift of laughter and help organizations do the same. I try to write the way I talk, so you will find me less stuffy than Miss Huddleston's English Class and and a step above a toddler. I figure that if we all "play attention" to humor in our daily routines, and we'll all have more joy and less stress in this thing called life.

3 replies on “The (Droopy) Eyes of the Tiger”

Hi Bobbe,

What a great post! I’m a huge golfer and a big fan of Tiger’s. I played on the ladies mini-tour in 1984-for one year. Tried to qualify for the LPGA that year and didn’t make it. But I had a ball! So much fun to live your sport dream.

And I had a softlanding, Boeing kept my job open for that year and I can right back to them.

I have read thru your amazing draft on caring for our older generation. And I really, really believe it’s perfect for folks. A great laugh and full of funny situations and very honest and truthful

I’m sorry it’s been so long since emailing you. I’m working on it. 🙂

I have the draft marked up and have 1/4 more to finish. Will get it to you this weekend.

Hope you are coming out soon to help Korey move. Would love to have you for dinner anytime‎. Knoe you mentioned your husband may want to ski-dattle after the move. Anytime you come back would be great. It’s my pleasure to host you and Korey too if she can do it.


I’m doing physically very good, sitting here in Chemoland doing my 2nd treatment. My sister, Molly, from Cobden, IL south of Carbondale is here with me. All my sistere (4 of them) have made it clear they are in this cancer adventure to help me. I feel very lucky to have them!!


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Shawn! I’ve thought about you and your progress frequently! I hope the chemo isn’t too rough… anybody or anything that would even consider messing with five bonded sisters should be considered foolish. Especially cancer!

I’m glad you liked the post today. It’s just incredulous to me. If you’d shown us the future footage when he was tops, nobody would’ve believed it.

That is so great to hear your golf story. So exciting to have had the opportunity. My only claim to golf game is having worked at Arnold Palmer’s bay hill lodge. I ran the pool. It was my dream job after college. Until I had to clean up the crap (literally) from the Summer boys golf academy. And the Cobden Appleknockers! I remember when they surprisingly won the state basketball tourney in the early 60’s.

Thanks for your support and encouragement on my aging scribbles. I’m struggling with the best (and easily readable) format. That’s why it’s still quite a jumble. I need to organize it because I know I’ve repeated some entries. It’s enough work, without saying it all twice!!

I brought it with me, as we are en route to Korey’s now. Move in time is at 0-9 hours Saturday! Jeff and I are driving a Silverado pickup truck/uhaul through the Cumberland pass! Currently in Maryland. I must return soon with my own agenda. I love my husband, but allows for little down time. Fortunately, that’s what Korey & I do very well. In fact our dangling 🥕 for getting the move behind us in Barre class on the National Mall Sunday morning. Jeff said he wished he’d brought his tights…

Thank you very much for the invitation – we will make it happen…next trip out.

((Hugs for recovery)) Bobbe

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