I really didn’t care who won. The PGA Tour is international and many of my favorite players are non-American. The whole thing is becoming more of an anachronism. Many players are excluded because they are not European or American. The Presidents Cup is a lame attempt to address this but what about a Cup for the Europeans vs. the Internationals? Regardless, I have no complaints. I like the format, the golf is excellent and the drama is good.

The U.S. tried hard with a rally
After two days that saw them just dally.
But the lead was to great
To fully negate
And they fell a point short in the tally.

The crowd got engaged and was roaring
The excitement and tension were soaring,
But host CBS
Missed the largesse
‘Cause most of their viewers were snoring.

If the Ryder Cup weather in Wales
Continues to soak with it’s gales,
To keep up their speed
The Captains’ will need
To outfit their golf cart with sails.

The Euro’s good play and moreover
The use of a lucky white clover,
Should bring home a win
But to their chagrin
The rain had the Cup runneth over.

The play of the U.S. just sucked
It’s as if they were on self-destruct.
Perhaps they should deign
In lieu of the rain,
To seek the advice of a duck.

McIlroy’s game was ablaze
As his opening round did amaze,
But from lofty heights
Reality bites
When he and the lead parted ways.

Although Tiger wasn’t despairing
To change out your putter is daring.
He tried a new stick
But changed it back quick
As the club was more like a red herring.

Though Phil had his problems quite early
He’s always polite and not surly.
But when all he can say
Is “it’s fun just to play”,
You know that his score was quite burly.

John Daly shot out of the gate
But one round is all he’d create.
You’ll have to admit
He’s looking quite fit
But his score is not tracking his weight.

Oosthuizen won going away.
“Who’s he?” is what many still say.
But a win for this fella
And a birthday for Mandela
Make an all South African day.

One of my playing partners finally managed to face down his nemesis hole.  A soul crunching, game wrenching, uber difficult shot over water on a…116 yard par 3! Then again, he plays with a Noodle.

Hole seven was always beyond
His shot-making skill to respond.
But this time his swing
Had just enough zing
That he managed to carry the pond.

Mike’s come up with a new and novel excuse for hitting bad shots…

His pitch shot did much to remove
The hope that his score would improve.
After hitting it thin
He said with a grin,
“I hit the ball on the wrong groove.”

Manny wins the award for student of the year! If  everyone else would just listen…

When Manny came seeking advice
On a tee ball gone hooking left twice,
He asked Johnny “Why?”
Whose expert reply
Was “a later release will suffice.”

So Manny then heeded this sage
And re-teed to write a new page.
A high soaring draw
The envy of all
Showed this Johnny as wise beyond age.

Finally, here’s a new dirty trick in the fairway that I’d never heard before…

A tee in the fairways forbidden
But some, if integrities slidden,
Will try to disguise
Improving their lies.
Green Lifesaver tees will stay hidden.