Who led Tiger Woods astray? And what was he like as a lover?
A penetrating profile of the champion golfer's inner circle and his secret life has emerged, and Woods is described as being insatiable, unsatisfied at home – and cheap.
The only thing Woods ever bought girlfriend Mindy Lawton was a chicken wrap from Subway, she tells Vanity Fair, while Jamie Jungers blamed her breakup from the golfer on his refusal to help her financially. Jungers also reveals that all her rendezvous with Tiger were organized through Bryon Bell, contradicting Woods's recent statements that no one in his inner circle knew about his affairs.
In addition to Bell – Woods's childhood friend and the president of Tiger Woods Design – his agent Mark Steinberg seemed to know what was going on. Lawton says when she alerted Woods that the National Enquirer was aware of their affair, Woods put her in contact with Steinberg, who reportedly said, "We'll take care of it."
Speaking on Wednesday's Today show, the article's author Mark Seal said the story is about a man who presented himself as a paragon of family values who was, in fact, leading a secret double life.
The Vanity Fair piece also points fingers at his hard-partying hoop-star pals for helping to led him astray.
"When Tiger showed up in Vegas, he was always with Michael Jordan and Charles Barkley," Las Vegas Review-Journal columnist Norm Clarke says in the May issue, on sale nationally April 7.
Woods had been warned about the two men by his lawyer, John Merchant, who, according to the article, said of Jordan: "Stay away from that son of a bitch, because he doesn't have anything to offer to the f------ world in which he lives except playing basketball."
Asks Merchant: "Are they his black role models? You've got to be kidding me."
As for another role model, Seal's investigation reports Woods's late father, Earl, was a womanizer, with a possible drinking problem, as well.
At an awards dinner, one observer recalls for Seal, "Everybody was in coat and tie, and Earl's sitting there in these little hot pants – short-shorts – and a golf shirt, and he's got a big old vodka gimlet going and a cigarette burning, and he's sound asleep, just hammered, s---faced. And the announcer says, 'Ladies and gentlemen, Earl Woods!' And he jumped up, spilled his drink all over the front of his shirt ... And he gets up there at the podium and starts talking psychobabble."