The larger question now is not so much how Woods will do as we watch him, but what it says of us who have such a fascination with wanting to watch him.
Now, it's not all just a matter of prurient interest. A large part of it has to do with simply wondering how he'll manage to hit his shots in the eye of the hurricane.
Nothing would surprise me. I've known all sorts of athletes who, in the midst of personal distress, have found success on the field of play, somehow turning the most public place into a sanctuary of private skill. Remember
I find some enlightenment in the words of the late sage,
Yes, he must know how much
And don't even bother trying to be above the fray, asking why should we care about the libertine excess in any athlete's private life? In another time, Shaw's good friend,