There’s episode of what I think was the Tom & Jerry Kids spin off of the beloved cat and mouse cartoon in which the two feature characters were on an outing to the zoo. Wherein Tyke the lovable but disaster prone dog was on security duty.
For which his simple mantra was DO NOT FEED THE ANIMALS. Of course, Thomas Cat couldn’t abide by such a dictum and even if he was tempted to do so, Mr Jerard Mouse made it his life’s mission to ensure he fell foul of security.
Someone should have told the American asshole fans at the Ryder Cup that the stewards were equipped with Do Not Poke The Bear cards. Because, as one would only have expected to be the case, the more abuse they hurled at Rory McIlroy and Shane Lowry, the better the two lads played.
It will be admitted that it was only this (Saturday) evening that yours truly became properly attuned to the fare at Bethpage Black. After all, it has been a week like no other in that I laid my dear mother to rest on Monday last.
However, being the golf fanatic she was, I’ve no doubt it was herself that nudged me to tune in just as the star of the Co Down and the Offaly rover were setting out for their evening shift.
Now, for reasons only asinine Americans themselves know, Rors and big Shane were the butt of all their vitriolic bile, but they were only putting more diesel into the golfing equivalent of a Cummins engine wide open with a straight pipe.
And as is so often the case, once those considered to be the flag bearers, if you like, for the team, hold up their end of the bargain, the rising tide lifted all the boats around them.
With the result that, as the scoreboard reads 11.5 – 4.5 in favour of the blue and gold, it would take a miracle of Medinah proportions or greater to stop Luke Donald and his team from having the first V. E. Day on US soil for far too long.
Now all we need to do is ban Trump from Ireland and we’ll have hit the jackpot!
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