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Some time after the bewitching hour on Saturday night, the second sporting scandal of the weekend broke. First, we had Tiger Woods showing his late-season driving is wonky by hitting a tree and a fire hydrant, all the while denying it was because of a Swedish slice from his missus, a former au pair who was allegedly, according to some tabloids, trying to shoot par by teeing off on his head.
Unlike the likes of you and I, Tiger told the police he didn't want them to question him just yet and they simply agreed to that. Perhaps
their first question would have been to ask her what club she used to smash the window of her hubby's Cadillac to rescue him, and whether
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she had gone for a fade or a pronounced hook.
Heck, if I was a tabloid writer, I might have suggested her answer would have been she was
looking for the driver after she had heard her husband had been laying up short with a night club hostess.
'McCaw has been anonymous for large parts of the year'
But the police will probably let it all fade away. There was a greater travesty of justice perpetrated several time zones and the width of an ocean away, one that Interpol should investigate.
For there, in the cold evening air of Marseille, Richie McCaw was named the IRB Player of the Year, somehow, unbelievably, beating Fourie du Preez and Brian O'Driscoll. Around the world, heads were scratched and McCaw, who said he was flattered and all, would surely have been a little bemused himself to have won the award for the second time.
McCaw has been anonymous for large parts of the year, struggling with an injury and then captaining an All Black team that got hammered in the Tri-Nations, a Crusaders team that were walloped in the Super 14 and then wrapped up the year by sneaking wins over Wales, Italy and England, before thrashing France. If anything, McCaw deserved to win the IRB Player of the Year award last year, but it was given to Shane Williams.
'So, they
didn't watch all the games all of the time'
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