Tiger Woods Dear Tiger,
Congrats on the divorce. I know you'll miss the image of squeaky clean family man but this is for the best. You weren't cut out for it, and let's face it, you play better when you fuck any cheap blonde that moves.
I don't begrudge you your little flings on the gay side of life too, if what the reports say are true. Do what feels good behind closed doors.
You can still do some image buffing. Never have any of your flings meet you kids. No pictures of the new girl with them. Daddy is single and she is not the new step-mommy. Visit your kids often, but don't live near them in some golfing community.
Never promise these girls anything! You are fucking Tiger Woods! If they won't fuck you, screw em.. Get a vasectomy. And wear a condom. No chick is worth an STD or a baby. You have kids, no more. Don't date fame whores if you can help it. No drugs. Enjoy the sex the old fashioned way. If the divorce didn't do the trick, get help for you sleeping problem. Cut back on your spending. You never know when retirement will be forced upon you. Start wearing stuff other than Nike. You look like an old man off the course.
Try your hand at golf commentating. Have fun on the course. Don't be afraid of your flings becoming public. Be a good guy who was good in the sac but promised nothing. Don't give in to money requests. Any guy or girl who goes public on their own gets dumped. If you want companionship, find a few single buddies who are not famous. They'll keep you grounded and can pick up your seconds. Entourage baby! Move to LA, be visable, be more than a golfer. Take that damm hat off. Shave your head. Beg to be on two and a half men. Play yourself being a player. Be funny, be honest. Your role model is George Clooney, Charlie Sheen, John Mayer.
Love,
The blond gym guy