All right. This is a new feature - as if we ever had any features to begin with. It's the Salty D Rant of the Week. A free wheeling, no holds barred, go for the throat take on anything in the world of sports.Does it make sense? Maybe not. But it's real man, real real. Perhaps too real, but what do I know, I didn't write it. Nobody's safe, read at your own risk people. And as always, take it with a grain of salt.
Despite the recent PGA, I have yet to even utter the words Tiger Woods in recent memory as far as I can remember. This is quite astonishing to me because I have followed his career closely from the start and always make sure I watch when he's playing a big event and doing well. Furthermore, Tiger could potentially be the most dominant athlete of this generation in any sport and he has managed to overcome significant racial barriers in a sport not accustomed to change.
How is it possible that there is so little to say about this guy? Seriously, I could count a thousand people off that I would rather sit down and have dinner with than Tiger Woods. How is this possible? Perhaps it's the fact that he plays the sport of golf which doesn't exactly breed Pacman Jones's or that he went to Stanford which seems to have the ability to suck the personality out of just about anyone that goes there. Or that he has the same fucking mix of a dog that my sister does that drives me crazy to hear about constantly. Seriously, I hate what Michael Vick has allegedly done with dogs, but if my sister ever lets me take care of that dog for a few hours I'm going to find Vick and see if we can set something up just so I don't have to keep hearing about the damn thing.
Okay, this column is over, I'm finding it more interesting to talk about setting up fights with my sister's wimpy-ass border collie than to finish an article about Tiger Woods. I have to say though, my great-grandfather's generation had Ruth, my grandfather's generation had Mantle and Mays, my dad had Muhammad Ali, and we're stuck with Tiger Woods??? He better get his shit together and kill a hooker or something in the next couple years or I'm just not going to be able to handle this...