We told you last week that Greg Norman and Chrissy Evert were taking a trip to Splitsville after just fifteen, vomit-inducing, absurdly fake months.  (I mean, Lamar Odom and Khloe Kardashian's marriage is more legitimate.) 

But, in the post on the Norman-Evert split, we speculated that Evert was just the latest victim of those untamable Normans.  First, it was Morgan-Leigh with Sergio Garcia.  Perhaps now, it was Norman dumping Evert.

If that's the case, then perhaps Evert might be looking for some revenge.  I mean, she is supposedly not going to be at Harding Park this weekend, but then again, Suzanne Dorn wasn't supposed to be at the bar that night that she picked up Rick "Wild Thing" Vaughn and rocked his world in an anonymous tryst - that is, until the morning dawn.

Can't you just imagine a dolled-up Evert strolling into some bar in the Union Square district, finding a lonely Adam Scott sitting at a bar stool, downing $200 shots of cognac?  Maybe she butters him up a bit, plays to his heart, and lures him to bed.

Suzanne Dorn: Mind if I join you?
Rick Vaughn: I don't think I'm very good company, right now.
Suzanne Dorn: Why not?
Rick Vaughn: The job I guess. I'm uh, a ball player.
Suzanne Dorn: That's not why I'm here. I don't chase ball players.
[Leans over to Vaughn]
Suzanne Dorn: I think you're the sexiest man I have ever layed my eyes on.
Rick Vaughn: [calling the bartender] Check?

Then, in the morning light, Scott sees Evert with her make-up off, puts two and two together (gets five, then gets four on the second try).  Norman finds out what has happened through the grapevine and corners Scott in the team hotel.  When Scott cowers for his life, Norman smiles and tells him to "beat those American f****ers' brains out."

And Scott goes undefeated at the Presidents Cup.

All because of Chris Evert.