What did Tiger Woods learn from his stint in sex addiction rehab? Don’t bang porn stars or strippers — or anyone, for that matter — unless you honestly love ‘em. In an upcoming tell-all, The Big Miss, Tiger’s ex swing coach Hank Haney says the golfer told him of him recovery, “For the rest of my life I can’t have sex with someone unless I genuinely feel something for them. If I do, I’m putting myself in jeopardy.” I find that conclusion to be damn hilarious and unbelievable. Tiger, it’s not that I don’t think you didn’t learn your lesson after the public flogging you received following your infidelities, it’s just that you just don’t seem like the kind of guy I would trust to love anybody except for yourself. Sure, go ahead and think I am being judgmental, but I am not the only person to share these sentiments. In his book, Haney paints the golf star as, well, an ASS. Haney claims that Tiger treats everyone around him like crap. Supposedly, when he’s out to dinner with anyone (including his ex-wife Elin) and has finished eating his food, he gets up and leaves without saying anything, expecting others to obediently follow. He also plays childish pranks on other golfers and refuses to sign autographs for even little kids! A word to the wise: Mr.Woods, don’t make any promises you can’t keep — and just sign your damn name already. [NY Post]
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What’s better than a scandal? A sex scandal! When the studly star of a TV show about a Los Angeles novelist who can’t keep it in his pants revealed he suffered from the same sex addiction as his character, I had to wonder: Am I still going to enjoy watching David Duchovny hump his was through “Californication?” Would the show that once had his Golden Globe winning character, Hank Moody, getting punched in the face as he orgasms still be willing to go there, in light of his highly publicized sexual addiction problem? Within the first minutes of last night’s season premiere, I had my answer. In the opening sequence, Moody wakes up and whispers to his girlfriend, “I’ve got a godlike erection right now, and it seems a shame to waste it.” Touché, Hank! In this case of art imitating life, the on-screen sex has turned truly compelling. And here’s the kicker. Now, Moody’s trying to be monogamous. Oh, the irony. Maybe “Californication” fans like me are the ones who need the intimacy fix? It’s a good thing they’re not writing off Duchovny or Hank Moody yet. How else would the rest of us get off vicariously?
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