A 7am start; quick goodbyes to Nick‚??s parents; breakfast; hotel check out; and straight to Filton Golf Course in Bristol. ¬†A ‚??Shambles Format‚?Ě encouraged some friendly competition (read: scramble). ¬†Michael and JP to take on myself and Doug. ¬†Itinerant versus quality golfers.¬† The weather was glorious and the tree lined fairways ensured only the straightest of tee shots would provide a low scoring round. ¬†Pars being the bench mark for the first few holes. ¬†All four players supporting their partner at some point. ¬†After nine, Michael felt the need for a break for the second day running, taking some of the weight off his shoulders, which proved to be the beginning of a succession of birdies. ¬†Me and Doug just about clinging on, despite the occasional hairy moment, as we continued to push Michael and Jamie all the way to the 16th. ¬†Even with some of my more cunning tactics of distraction, the pretenders finished the round with a combined score of 68, winning by 3 shots. ¬†‚??Chin up boys. ¬†More candles to be lit and jobs to be found!‚?Ě chirped the skinny one.
Next, a brisk drive to Celtic Manor across the Severn Bridge and into Newport to witness a truly memorable Ryder Cup unfold. ¬†We managed to park the car close to the course, evade any problems getting in and sprint our way down to see the Americans make a remarkable recovery. ¬†When Ricky Fowler holed his fourth birdie putt in as many holes to half his match, it all came down to ‚??G-Mac‚?Ě one up at the time, needing to win his match in order to keep the Cup on European soil. ¬†As you all know.¬† The atmosphere more like a football match than a golf match, the crowd chanting ‚??Europe, Europe‚?Ě (read: Yoo Rup, Yoo Rup) as 35,000 people gathered between the 16th and 18th holes. ¬†And when McDowell holed for his birdie at 16 to go Dormie 2, the whole of Wales erupted. ¬†A noise that cannot be described. ¬†Monty before the tournament stated the Cup would be won or lost on the 17th; he¬†had it spot on. ¬†The four of us stood pin high on the 17th green listening to every fan chanting ‚??G Mac, G Mac, G Mac‚?Ě as he made his practice swing. ¬†The whole of the tee box and the perimeter of the hole, lined with fans, galleries packed, mud banks swarmed with people and umbrellas propping people on the banks. ¬†McDowell hit his tee shot in dead silence and as it hit the green and stuck to the right hand side, the crowd went wild for a few minutes. ¬†As Hunter Mahan prepared for his tee shot silence surrounded us again. ¬†As he hit his tee shot, there were murmurs from the crowd that it was short, and it was. ¬†His next shot, quite remarkable, nerves playing a huge part as his deceleration in swing on impact saw his chip not even make the green three meters away. ¬†So a putt from off the green to save the match for Hunter slides by the right edge causing him to concede and the European crowd, including us, to go wild. ¬†The scenes that unfolded in front of our eyes will provide life long memories. So a big thanks to Tiger Woods' Caddie, Steve Williams for the tickets. ¬†Once in a lifetime stuff.
The scenes of champagne and red wine being sprayed off the balcony; and each player celebrating the fame like a Premier League football star would receive, was a one off experience, as were the speeches of Montgomery and Pavin. ¬†Emotional and graceful, Corey‚??s reminded me of Alan‚??s (from the movie, The Hangover) speech about his ‚??Wolf Pack‚?Ě while on the roof.
‚??You guys might not know this, but I consider myself a bit of a loner. I tend to think of myself as a one-man wolf pack. But when my sister brought Doug home, I knew he was one of my own. And my wolf pack... it grew by one. So there... there were two of us in the wolf pack... I was alone first in the pack, and then Doug joined in later. And six months ago, when Doug introduced me to you guys, I thought, "Wait a second, could it be?" And now I know for sure, I just added two more guys to my wolf pack. Four of us wolves, running around the desert together, in Las Vegas, looking for strippers and cocaine. So tonight, I make a toast!‚?Ě
The day was finished with a celebratory curry at the Kings Arms, next to Celtic Manor.¬† Discussing the many memorable moments and laughs of a truly unforgettable three days. ¬†Just another chapter during this rewarding adventure across this extraordinary world that is golf.
Nick The Pom
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