There were a couple of photos of Tiger Woods in the paper after he lost big time in the last tournament he played in. He looked sick and bloated and unlike himself. I felt a pang of unease. He looks like somebody who needs help. He looks like someone at the end of his rope. He looks suicidal.

Mike Lopresti, a sports writer for the Hattiesburg American wrote:
"The post-apocalyptic Tiger Woods has seen his golf game turn to dust. And did you see what he was wearing? Not the goatee or red shirt, but the air of resignation, despair, defeat. His downfall continues to feel so epic...a personal life in shambles has led to a career blackout.
You out there in the anti-Woods constituency, the ones who scowled at his many transgressions and ensuing PR disasters, and said he deserved anything he would get: Is this what you had in mind? A bogey binge from a beaten and baffled man?"

I hope Woods has some real friends and family he can turn to--this is a lost and defeated man and needs help. I hope he finds it.

susil