Can anyone ever fall out of love with Tiger?

Go to You Tube and watch a hilarious parody of the new Nike advert. The original is simple enough; an unflinching and unemotional 30second stare from Tiger in black and white while his late father speaks eerily of how to behave and act and whatever else he said because it was so boring I switched off.
The you tube take-off is along the same theme but with Tiger pleading for one of his mistresses to take his number off her phone and warning her that his wife Erin might call and to not to answer and please don't spill the beans or whatever else it goes on to say as it petered out into something a bit sycophantic, if that's possible.
Fast forward to the first tee, round one at Augusta and the US Masters, Tiger's comeback and the World awaits his aura back on tour. He joins the thousands crammed in to the small space and a heroes welcome and plenty of smiles and whoops is what he is met by.
The point is can we ever really fall out of love with a superhero? Tiger is a superhero. There aren't many waking this planet. Federer? Schumacher? Tendulkar? Messi? That's about it I guess. Tiger had about 18 or 20 extra-marrital affair if all is to be believed. And he's stll a hero and not a zero.
It's now Sunday morning and hes perfectly placed to win on hs return, one of the last out and few off the lead. The World waits once again.
If he won he would really win. And oh my would he win. Its not just the trophy but more adoration, a million more column inches or the hundreds of sponsors crawling at his cell phone to get him back with more Zero's than plausible. It would be his cocksure manner that he really is an untouchable. A man that, even in such a religious and Christian society as America, can literally shag around and then smile all the way to the bank!
For humanity's sake and for the love of Augusta. For the love of respectability. For the love of man and what is right.
If anyone can affect the result. Let the green jacket not be Tiger's. It wouldn't be right.