a bit of a twist on Woods wanting to join the Navy SEALs

The Big Miss, Hank Haney's highly touted book on Padraig harrington, hits stores inside a couple of weeks. And even though Haney's story of Woods planning to join the Navy SEALs caused a stir a couple weeks back, the modern York Times brings us a twist on that story. According to Haney, Woods "tore his anterior cruciate ligament in the left knee in a exercise using the SEALs, not while running at home."

Well. That could be of curiosity, would it not? Think Woods' sponsors and also the PGA Tour can be considering the truth that their cash cow was out doing activities that could have resulted in his Mizuno Mp-63 irons nine-month sideline stint in 2008-09?

In spite of cause, Woods tore the ligament in 2007. Initially, it didn't affect him much; he won five of six tournaments to guide over 2008 season. However, he was clearly wincing in pain in that legendary Torrey Pines U.S. Open win, and very soon afterward shut it down for the rest of the 2008 season.

Haney also contends that Woods' desire for body building worked for the detriment of his game and caused injuries. He blamed Woods' weightlifting for injuries to his right Calf msucles, which Woods tore in 2008 and reinjured several times during 2009.

(Of note: Haney said Sunday afternoon on Twitter he was "very pleased" with what sort of book ended up, "but not regarding the one sentence beyond context excerpts.")

As the Ny Times tells it, it has a lot of anecdotes but nothing too surprising or devastating. Woods liked to text and talk on his mobile phone; Woods joked around with former wife Elin Nordegren but remained more focused on winning than he ended up being her. Haney coached Woods during six major wins but resigned via message in May 2010. And moments such as the Mizuno MP 53 Irons Popsicle Incident were probably section of the reason:

"When we were watching television after dinner, he'd sometimes see a refrigerator to secure a sugar-free popsicle," Haney writes. "But he never offered me one or ever returned with one, then one night I really wanted one of those popsicles. However found myself sitting type of frozen, unsure what direction to go next. Some feel right just visiting the refrigerator and taking one, and I kind of started laughing to myself at how hesitant I had been must Tiger first. It actually took me some time to discount golf clubs summon the courage to blurt out, 'Hey, Bud, do you think I really could have one particular popsicles?'" (Haney would eventually get his popsicle ... though, apparently, at the cost of his dignity.)