Tiger Woods Is My Inspiration

No, seriously. And he should be an inspiration to all men. No, not for you to go out and randomly bang a gang of blonde chics. No, no, no. He should be the inspiration for us all to be better men. I don’t think there is a perfect person on the planet. We all make mistakes. However, Tiger’s “transgressions” (I effin love that term) were a lifestyle choice. Granted, I find it hard to believe every story from the bimbo train but I am not naïve enough to believe that he wasn’t getting it in on that level. My point about his inspirational status is this: in the wake of all that he’s put his wife, kids, her family, and his family through, I think its worthwhile to look at one’s own wife, kids, and family and put them in the same situation . . . go ahead , I’ll wait. . . . kinda sucks, right? Granted, there’s only one Tiger Woods and most, if not all, of us will never face the type of media scrutiny that he does. However, the embarrassment that a wife will endure in the face of her family, friends, coworkers, etc. should be enough to deter anyone from taking such huge risks. Then, to bring your children into such an embarrassing event is beyond shameful. And for what, a few moments of pleasure that truly means nothing in the grand scheme of your life. Not to be disrespectful (actually to be very disrespectful), but what nameless faceless broad is worth risking your whole life over just to shoot some into her throat. I think, as men, we don’t realize all the time what is at stake. If you are cheating right now, picture yourself being forced to exchange your wife with your mistress. Not exchange in the bedroom, but exchange in life. Imagine this woman raising your children, helping to manage the finances, being your support system, cooking dinner, and spending time with your family and vice versa. Imagine listening to this broad every day for the rest of your life. Oh sh*t son!! The point I’m making is this: if you really wanted this broad, she wouldn’t be a mistress for 3 months, 6 months, 30 months. Again, I’m not suggesting perfection on my part in any way, but this just belies Tiger’s inspirational value. When I watched the media coverage of all of this it was funny at first, but then I began to really think about everyone involved besides Tiger. It’s like throwing a stone into a pond and then watching how far the ripples go. Except, Tiger threw like 16 stones . . . . .

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