You know Tiger Woods, the golfer, right? Isn’t his story astounding? His fall from grace is a story for the ages.
The guy was at the top of his profession, on track to be the best, most successful golfer ever. At his peak the had one of the most lucrative endorsement deals ever with Nike and other sponsors. He played golf like a machine, he could do no wrong, and he had a squeaky clean image.
Then one day a simple, small news story came out. A traffic accident at his home; someone suffered minor injuries. Then, the story exploded: something like someone tried to run someone over, then it comes out that his wife tried to run him over or hit him with a golf club or smashed his car windows with the golf club. The details were sketchy.
Then it finally came out; his wife had discovered he had cheated on her with multiple women and she tried to hurt him in a jealous rage. Then the truth finally came out: he was a serial cheater and a womanizer who had been fooling the world while married.
The fall out was dramatic and immiediate, his wife filed for divorce. His sponsors dropped him. And his golf game suffered. The best golfer ever was suddenly no longer the best and he soon lost his ranking as number one in the world and he never recovered. He went from hero to goat and was no longer front page news.
Personally, I liked the guy. I saw him on talk shows and he seemed cool, like a really nice guy with a good sense of humor. But he was living a double life. It’s actually a sad story, and an amazing story in a negative way of how far someone can fall.