The cover of Vanity Fair= Tiger Woods. Shirtless.
Now, before I say anything, I'm not posting this because he's shirtless and OMG SO HOTT! False. He's borderline fugly in this picture. His body looks like some kind of monster that is about to have a mind of its own. [Hmmm... that may be true.]
Anyway, this picture is from 2006, before anyone knew of the real Tiger. [Or the beast being let out of a cage, to make a reference to Real World DC ;)]
The article takes a look at how he's basically been a robot for years now and that's why we all thought he was perfect. He knew exactly what to say. Shouldn't we know by now the less you really know about someone, the more scandals they're hiding?!
If you are/were a Tiger fan, it's a great article. My personal favorite part is the very beginning:
When Tiger Woods finally fell from his pedestal—the car crash, the angry wife, the tales of kinky extramarital sex, the link to a controversial sports doctor—it was one of the greatest recorded drops in popularity of any nonpolitical figure.Well that's just another record for him to break, right?! Another achievement. The b-tard wins everything.
I'd like to say hello to Tiger, and nice to finally meet you. The real you, of course. I'm sure it feels good to not hold things back nowadays.