Quintin Jardine's blog

I’ve just watched Tiger Woods apologise to everybody on the planet for his sexual athleticism, before retreating back into ‘therapy’. I’m not entirely sure how what role ‘therapy’ has in instilling  the necessity of keeping one’s cock in one’s pants when one’s wife isn’t around but I’m sure that whoever is  providing it to the Tigger has found a seam of pure gold and is mining it furiously.

My impression after watching the guy is that he’s stunned by the media shit-storm he’s provoked and that it will take a lot of personal courage for him to go out again into its midst. My fear is that he never will, and that we’ve seen the last of him on the golf course. I hope I’m wrong.