I was a Tiger Woods fan all the way from his amateur days until well after he turned pro.

But here is why I’m having some fun at Tiger’s expense:

This is a story I read somewhere, I think it might have been in one of the golf magazines.

One of the previous Masters champions was putting together a collection of golf balls signed by the past 15 or 20 Masters champions. These were going to be sold as a set and the proceeds were going to go to a charity for handicapped children.

He approached Tiger and told him what he was doing and asked Tiger to sign a ball to complete the set. Tiger refused. It’s Tiger’s “policy” to not sign golf balls because he’s afraid someone might make a buck off that signature.

Consequently, the set sold for a fraction of what it would have if it had had Tiger’s signature in it. The loser was the charity for handicapped children.

Tiger’s arrogance caused me to go from a fan to someone who loves it when he slices one into the trees. The only reason he makes all the money he does is because of the fans.

Previous “greats” in the game like Jack Nicklaus, Arnold Palmer, Greg Norman, etc. would sign anything you asked them to because they knew the fans were the reason they had the pleasure of doing what they love and making a damn good living from it!

Tiger is arrogant enough to believe he doesn’t need the fans and cringes at the thought that some poor schmuck might make a buck off his signature.

So I say, late night comedians, have a field day at his expense.