Alright folks, so I gotta tell ya about this morning’s practice session. Woke up super early, way before dawn – like 4 AM kinda early. Figured I’d get a jump on monitoring the latest news streams before the house woke up, you know how it is. Grabbed my big mug of black coffee (essential fuel), booted up the main rig, and clicked straight over to my usual global news aggregator. Just scrolling through the usual overnight stuff, political blabber mostly.
Then bam. Saw the headline flash up: “Tiger Woods Involved in Serious Car Crash – Los Angeles”. Coffee almost went everywhere. My mind instantly jumped back. Wasn’t this déjà vu? Didn’t we just go through this?
- First thought: “Not again.” Seriously. Felt like I’d time-warped.
- Second thought: Gotta verify this quick. Is this real? Checked multiple sources fast. Yep, different outlets all shouting the same basic news: major accident, LA, bad leg injuries, surgery happening, no life threat. Okay, details startin’ to line up.
- Third thought: Trump? Seriously? Read the bit about him popping up sayin’ “Tiger Woods, get well soon… true champion!” Had to shake my head. Even in chaos, that guy finds a mic.
The Rabbit Hole Dive
Started digging deeper. Needed context. Pulled up the accident report snippets and details others were gatherin’. Skidded off the road, car wrecked bad – like, major crumpled metal kinda bad. Reports mentioned him rushin’ outta some work thing beforehand, almost hit someone else’s car? Big red flag.
That detail triggered me hard. Made me scramble back through my own old folders – dug out some stuff on his 2017 thing. Remember that? Got pulled over, doped up on prescription meds, basically asleep at the wheel. This rushed driving? Not a brand new look for him. Feels like a pattern peekin’ through.
But the biggest gut punch came flashin’ back to my early days. Was readin’ the bit how he was named Eldrick Tiger Woods, and why people got confused thinkin’ it was about an animal, and whoosh – total memory slam.
Back in 2009, I was just a green kid workin’ my first real gig at a news station. First day. Absolute chaos explodes – phones ringin’ off the hook, editors yellin’, everybody runnin’ around like chickens with heads cut off. The big breaking story? “Tiger Woods Florida Car Accident.” I stood there, totally clueless, genuinely thought, “Why’s a tiger crashin’ cars in Florida such huge news? Shouldn’t animal control handle that?” Felt like an idiot later, obviously, when the sports guy filled me in. The name, Woods… I pictured literal woods. What a rookie move, man. Laughed about it for weeks after, but dang, that memory sticks.
Putting the Pieces Together
Sittin’ here now, coffee cold, sun startin’ to rise. Still processing this whole morning. Tiger survives another major crash. Scary stuff. Surgery on the legs, gonna be a long road back. Again. The details – rushing, near-misses, the wrecked car – they tell a story bigger than just today. Feels like lessons keep gettin’ sent, maybe not always heard.
Ended my practice session just starin’ at the screens. Not much else to do but track the updates now. Hope he pulls through alright. Again. But man, history playin’ on repeat? What gives?