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The Smoking Gun posted some materials today, and this vintage-looking paperback, which had apparently been riding in the back of Woods’ Escalade, caught my eye. Turns out I wasn’t the only one. The WSJ has the lowdown:

“Get a Grip on Physics” was originally published in Britain in 1999 by Ivy Press as “Get a Grip on New Physics.” Woods appears to have been reading the American version, published as a paperback in 2003 by Barnes & Noble Press. [Author John] Griffin said “Get a Grip on Physics” was part of a planned series — another title, “Get a Grip on Philosophy” by Neil Turnbull, has a similar illustrated cover — but sales were too modest and the series was nixed.

Not really vintage at all, then. Still, its midly befuddling as to why Woods was looking to bone up on his elementary physics. Or how he managed to find this relatively unknown tome in the first place.

The real winner here is the author, who has seen his Amazon sales rank skyrocket — from 396,224 yesterday, according to the Wall Street Journal, to its current standing at 2,551. We assume he’d be doing even better if Amazon wasn’t completlely sold out of the book, save for one used copy, which as of this writing is going for $85 + Shipping and Handling. Barnes and Noble claims to have five used copies available, but clicking through to purchase throws a dead link.

So, for you media junkes following along at home, a golfer’s infidelity and subsequent car crash, combined with the posting of pictures of that crash on the internet, has rarefied a book literally overnight. Print is dead?

UPDATE: Welcome Mediaite readers, and thanks to Robert Quigley for sourcing us and expanding on this story, which, for us media geeks, is maybe the most fascinating part of Tigergate (yeah I said it). Also, mad props to Quigley on account of our shared interest in the Large Hadron Collider.

Now that we’ve wanked proper on these, and learned this pretty much comes down to your run-of-the-mill domestic violence by way of nine iron, followed by car crash, that’ll probably be the last you hear from us about this boring Tiger Woods shit. At least until the sponsors start dropping him. HAW HAW HAW.

Seems about par for the course (BAM!).

As for who, precisely, Tiger’s putting it into, doesn’t really matter, but I’m assuming if it was Rachel Uchitel, as the National Inquirer and TMZ suggest, it probably had to do with the blowjob lips.

Just callin’ em as we see em over here.

And as for those lacerations on his face, well, looks like a nine-iron wielding Elin might’ve had something to do with it. Good for her.

[Hat Tip: The Superficial]

• Todd P.
• Secretary of Education Arne Duncan (Who played professionally in Australia)
• Rep. Patrick Murphy (D-Pa.) (Iraq War vet so you know he’s comin hard with it)
• Rep. Baron Hill (D-Ind.) (Indiana Basketball Hall of Famer)
• Secretary of the Interior Ken Salazar (Challenged Obama to a match in January)

And as an alternate, even though hes not on the list, Todd’s scouting Obama aide Reggie Love, who we’re sure is looking for revenge after getting stuffed by POTUS in their last match.

On Thursday, Stanford headed back to the hospital after he was seriously f’ed up in a fight with a fellow inmate. While his lawyer claimed the injuries were “superficial,” the report of a concussion, two black eyes and a broken nose seems pretty damn insightful to us. No word yet on whether the disgraced financier plans to re-gender his noble prefix, but rest assured that we won’t stop covering this story anytime soon.

The tongue sweep.

Insertion.

Full Pick.