Elin Nordegrens nemesis Rachel Uchitel worked out this morning in New York, and I just can’t find it in me to stay mad at her. How can you not love her? She’s a successful business woman, she’s slutty, she’s tan, and she got implants that would look huge even if they were put into a girl 40 feet tall.
But I’m not the only one smitten, at least according to this email that MSNBC says Tiger wrote to her.
“I don’t know if this is going to work. I thought I was getting to know you, but it feels like I’m just another person who happens to be famous. Every time I think about it, I get a lump in my throat. … I don’t know what person I was falling for so hard. The one I got to know on the phone, e-mail, text and in person. Or the one who likes famous people. I am so confused, because what my brain is saying and what my heart is saying are two different things. … It guts me to think I’ve fallen for the wrong one.”
It takes some balls to write a letter guilt tripping your side piece for not being committed to your adulterous relationship. This guy is either a complete pussy, or everything I’ve ever wanted to be, I still can’t tell which.