Tiger Woods was a person like the rest of us. He was marketed and packaged in a way to make him a hero for everyone. His accomplishments are still real even if the packaging is tainted. In this media age we are past the era of heroes.
Woods is just an average man spoiled by fame and athletes and performers get plenty of offers. They are human as such subject to temptations.
My hero would never be an athlete or a star. My hero is the man who works two jobs to support his kids. My hero is a priest who helps the truly needy in court. My hero is the kid who takes a job after school to help her family survive. My hero is the woman who loves her husband when times are tough. My hero is the person who thanks a harried waiter. My hero is the man who brings his wife flowers because he feels like it.
Sports are games. They are interesting and fun to watch but life is real.
My hero is the person that calls a recently laid off friends and buys them lunch. My hero is child who thanks his parents.
Maybe we need to look closer to home for heroes.
Woods was just a great athlete and we expected too much.