Not since my namesake, Yul Brynner, filmed a creepy commercial for the American Cancer Society that was aired after he died of lung cancer, has there been an ickier ad than Tiger Woods’ new spot for Nike.
Do they expect everybody to recognize his father’s voice if they haven’t been following all the buzz? Without that knowledge, the ad makes little sense.
What was Tiger thinking, agreeing to drag his dead father into his mess? Does he need the money that badly?
And what’s Nike’s point? Are they trying to selling tennis shoes by reminding everybody their spokesman is a “sneaker?”
The bottom line on the sorry Tiger Woods saga is that he’s a great golfer. Period.
He’s been a lousy husband and father, a cheating boyfriend to myriad women. It all adds up to a big zero as a human being. Aside from his skill at hitting little balls with a stick long distances into tiny holes, nobody should consider him a good example or role model for anything.
And I think that’s the way he’s wanted it all along.
They say Tiger has a cool, reserved, and standoffish public persona. That’s what I’ve seen in the awkward press conference and interviews he’s done since all his skeletons fell out of the closet. I think that’s the real Tiger.
When he’s not on the course or doing something he shouldn’t, he’s as boring as golf.
PS: If you want to check out Yul’s ad, here ya go…