I just don't care that much about celebrities

So, Tiger Woods crashed his car into a fire hydrant and a tree.
At 2:30 a.m.
And his wife had to bust out that back window of the car with a golf club (how ironic is that?!?).

Who cares?

Yes, he's a great golfer and ..... blah, blah, blah.

But is it necessary for all the sports shows to keep talking about it? I think not. By the time the story broke yesterday ("Tiger Woods SERIOUSLY injured in car crash"!!!!!!!), the best golfer in the world was already home. And had been for about 12 hours. He was treated and released folks. A few minor scratches and facial lacerations.

And yet, this morning the news was all a twitter about what was Tiger doing leaving home at 2:30 in the morning? and where could he be going? and I have to add this: WHY DO WE CARE????

I know I don't care. My life will go on as scheduled if I never find out the answer to "Where was Tiger going in the middle of the night?"

Maybe Tiger was hungry and was headed to the nearest McDonald's for a double quarter pounder with cheese. Or maybe his wife is a big fan of New Moon so he was headed to BK to get her the special "New Moon fan pack" or maybe one of the kids was sick and he needed to run out to the local 24-hour pharmacy to get some medicine. Maybe he was going to meet some other PGA golfers for a 'guy's night out' at the local strip joint.

Or maybe, just maybe, it's none of our business.

Maybe he really did have a fight with his wife...because, you know, rich people have marital issues too. And if that is the case - if he happened to pull out the driveway in a fit of anger and ran into a tree ... well, shit happens.

He hit a tree - with a car.
So what?

Move on people, nothing to see here.