Apparently, I used to bite, scratch and growl at people when I was young, so my parents named me 'Tiger.'
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I just wasn't cut out to be a Chinese Tiger Mom. I'm more of an Irish Setter Dad.
When I was 15, I went on a cricket tour of Zimbabwe with my school. My defining memory of it was stroking a semi-tame lioness at a game reserve. I grew up on a farm, so I felt I had an affinity with animals, and when it put a paw out, I thought I'd connected with it. But its claws came out and nicked my leg. Then I did the most stupid thing: I ran.
A tiger does not shout its tigritude, it acts.
I've known Tiger since he was 18. Tiger is a great guy. I am so happy for him right now.
I think my parents were high when they named me.
My father used to call me 'bird bones' and, well, the name fits.
My black cat was named Blackie.
I do have a nickname with my family; I'm called Snappy, because I do get to be a bit snippy at times. They call me Snappy Bear. That's from New Hampshire. My dad's called Crazy, my mother's Happy - it's a whole thing.
When I was little, my dad used to call me 'Bandarella,' because I was a mess - a Bandar is a monkey in Hindi. I was not a girly-girl and would always break something and would be running around and didn't really fit in.
My father had always called me Sam since the day I was born. He rarely ever called me Tiger. I would ask him, 'Why don't you ever call me Tiger?' He says, 'Well, you look more like a Sam.