You might have figured out by now that I like substituting my name for the word ‘tiger’ – mostly because the words rhyme, but also because tigers are orange. Tiger Woods is not orange, so far as I can tell, but that wouldn’t stop me from naming the National Forest that will one day be created in my honor ‘Treiger Woods’.
That National Forest – hopefully not orange.
And it also won’t stop me from commenting when Jen Floyd Engel (I don’t know who that is either) writes a FOX Sports Exclusive article entitled Tiger’s mistresses sending sad message. The article is, as you might have gathered, about Tiger’s mistresses:
This threesome of apparent adulterers apparently so cherished their time with the then-married golfer they decided to do a film tribute. I have not yet been able to screen “3 Mistresses: Notorious Tales of the World’s Greatest Golfer,” but I am sure the Q&A about Tiger’s sexual tastes and demonstration portion of the video is not at all about cashing in on their role in ruining a marriage but, rather, just their fond memories of doing so.
I, too, have yet to watch 3 Mistresses, and I’ll be sure to publish a full review when I do. But in the meantime, let’s focus on what Jen has to say (eyes up here). She starts out by making clear that her column is addressed to women, so I apologize for continuing past this point:
Today, it’s chicks only. For those unfamiliar with my newspaper work, I will do this from time to time when my team needs some real talk. And, boy, do we, because a year later we are still embarrassing ourselves — and I am not simply talking about the three women in the video.
And what is Engel’s message to fellow chicks? Don’t skip ahead, because I promise the payoff is worth it:
“The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills,” the socialites, the girls whose rise to fame started with a sex tape and, yes, Tiger’s caddies — we are letting them send the wrong message to young girls about what it is to be truly successful, truly powerful, truly famous.
Because this is now a business plan: Be hot, sleep with a famous rich guy, save the texts, call Allred and turn it into a 401(k).
What I am afraid this Tiger tale has done is reinforce for young girls that their chance of being famous is better sleeping with Tiger than being the Tiger of their chosen profession. There certainly is less vitriol hurled at the women sleeping with Tiger than say Sarah Palin, Hillary Clinton or even a young female private citizen testifying before Congress about birth control.
But this article isn’t really about what Engel said. No, this is about the tremendous delight I experienced – and am now delighted to be sharing with you – when I scrolled to the bottom of the page only to discover that one of the four articles chosen to associate with Engel’s is – well, take a look for yourself:
For those unfamiliar with the term, WAG stands for Wives and Girlfriends. And the picture tells you more or less what you need to know about the ‘article’s’ content.
For the record, the four articles did not vary when I refreshed the page.