Woods himself seemed embarrassed by it all.
So when news of his alleged infidelity hit the papers I was interested in the reaction of his
Sally Morrell, a regular columnist for the Melbourne Herald Sun, obliged by penning her thoughts on the matter.
In her column she admits that she has no interest in golf. She doesn't admire Woods for his sporting prowess but for what he represents as a man. She writes:
It is Woods the man that I so like and admire. It's almost like he's a living symbol of perfection.
A living symbol of perfection? Why? Well, Sally Morrell likes that he isn't brash, that he's close to his parents and that he's protective of his family's privacy. But the clincher is this:
I especially love that his ethnicity embraces almost every part of the world, with his ancestors including Thais, African Americans, American Indians and Dutch.
Perfection, for Sally Morrell, seems to be a man who is non-white, but who is non-threatening to her white sensibilities by being unassuming, genteel and protective toward his family.
But adultery is less than perfect, shattering the idyll:
So now you tell me he had an affair? Hello? It's like telling me Jesus kicked a dog.
It's not just that it doesn't compute, it's that it makes you doubt if anyone can be as perfect as we'd like to believe at least one man can.
Of course, we shouldn't be so naive and shouldn't need any one person to show us what perfection looks like.
Of course, writes Sally Morrell, we shouldn't be so naive - but she indulges her naivety regardless, projecting her liberalism onto a hapless golfer in something close to religious terms.