Tiger Woods and HGH? That’ll be all anyone’s talking about today following a NY Times report that a Canadian doctor who treated Tiger Woods – and many other athletes – is “suspected of providing athletes with performance-enhancing drugs.” It should be noted that the doctor, Dr. Anthony Galea, 50, claims he has never treated professional athletes with HGH.
This is a death spiral, folks. Tiger’s probably wishing he had just let his wife beat the shit out of him Thanksgiving night instead of getting into the SUV. Imagine if Woods hadn’t gotten into the SUV – the National Enquirer story on Rachel Uchitel would have died a slow death, and Tiger wouldn’t be embroiled in any of this. Instead, he got behind the wheel, and his life has been forever changed. The Death Star has locked its tractor beam on Tiger Woods and he is powerless to escape.
Which is why Tiger’s people responded thusly when contacted by the Times:
When asked for comment about Mr. Woods’s involvement with Dr. Galea, Mark Steinberg, of I.M.G., responded in an e-mail message: “I would really ask that you guys don’t write this? If Tiger is NOT implicated, and won’t be, let’s please give the kid a break.”
Last week, we wondered how Tiger Woods could stay in such great shape despite his worldly travel, the late nights of partying with women, the alleged drinking, the gambling, the Vicodin and Ambien. Had we written that blog post three years ago, we would have just said what we were thinking instead of wussing out because we have a larger audience: Tiger’s gotta be using something. Because Tiger was for drug testing on the PGA tour, undetectable HGH would have been our guess.
We’ll be going back to trusting our instincts from now on, as dangerous as that sounds.