Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Paper Tiger


A new take on the Tiger trail:
http://www.vanityfair.com/culture/features/2010/02/tiger-woods-201002?printable=true. Interesting that Bissinger uses Clooney's character from Up in the Air to compare to the empty shell that Tiger seems to have built for himself. Tiger has/had it all but not a clue to what really matters. He's not alone: we all struggle to find out the essentials of existence and you get a little better idea of that as you age, but it's still largely a goal that's out of our grasp. Maybe that's why a lot of people on their deathbeds seem to attain a measure of harmony; a calm glow--maybe that's when you figure it all out and your mind exclaims, "Ah-hah!" before the lights go out. Then again, it might just be the morphine. Anyway, the Tiger deal will either add or detract from that whole "golf as a metaphor for life" shit and for my money, golf is not a metaphor for dick, unless you, of course, ascribe it as a lesson in the outright cruelty of the world. I've had enough ass-ugly lies in the rough to prove that. In spades.

1 comment:

Glenn Gunn said...

I've had a few ass-ugly lies in life. I played 'em as they lay.

There are countless aphorisms which relate golf to life. If golf had existed in 1,000 bc, I'd bet King Solomon would have included a few in the book of Proverbs.