Tiger was getting busy.
It was reported yesterday that his new woman is probably a gold digger, news comes out about his old lady.
‘Hey, Teegeur! Are you talking to your fancy women?’ rasped the wag, doubtless recalling how the golfer’s ex-wife, Elin Nordegren, discovered his serial adultery by sending a bogus text to one of his mistresses, whose numbers he recklessly saved in his phone.
This was the final humiliation in a ruinous decade, during which he not only lost his squeaky-clean image, his family, and at least £100 million in alimony and cancelled sponsorship contracts, but suffered such serious spinal injuries that doctors feared he might not walk again, let alone recover the form that made him arguably the finest golfer ever to swing a club.
His Swedish ex-wife is a statuesque former model with an impeccable pedigree, and his two most recent girlfriends — U.S. Olympic skier Lindsey Vonn and personal styling company owner Kristin Smith — are similarly striking, high-powered blondes.
Nor, to her credit, does Erica bear comparison with many of the 120 women whom Woods reportedly admitted bedding when he underwent treatment in a Mississippi sex addiction clinic in 2010.
Among his secret harem, bleached hair, revealing outfits and, one suspects, surgically enhanced figures were the common denominator.
Tiger should never get married again.
It is ok for him to have a girlfriend, but don’t get married especially when his new girl is drowning in debt. She has said that she doesn’t care about his past affairs, probably because he is helping her with that $250k debt.
Flip the pages for pics of her.
