Stupid me. Silly me. Naive me. Influenced by his nearly impeccable record in the public eye, I cut Tiger Woods a big break the other day. I theorized he was off to a convenience store at 2:25 a.m., a celebrity's common course to avoid crowds, and that maybe he was tired when his SUV struck a fire hydrant and then a tree on a neighbor's property. I thought he would meet with police, tell his innocuous story for the record and move on with his life. I believed in Tiger Woods.Three days later, I'm not sure what to believe.
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