A 10-6 Ryder Cup deficit seems daunting. Except that it's been overcome twice since 1999, including the very last time these two ancient rivals faced each other on the green fields of France (Medinah, technically, but this post is all about excuses to post various inspirational YouTubes).
No, we're not digging deep for original oratory. Our team of rich Republicans wouldn't likely go for it, anyway. We're trafficking in tried and true today. One shot at a time. One hole at a time. Count 'em all up, and hope we get to 14 1/2. Like it did in Brookline in 1999. (Enjoy, once again, David Duval's 'fist pump' stylings. It's possibly the whitest moment ever caught on camera.)
I assume Tom Watson played that Leonard putt several times in the team room last night. Though, I guess, based upon his decision-making thus far in Gleneagles, he might just as likely have played Gallipoli. Bet Keegan Bradley's watching this instead.
War's over, man. Dubuisson dropped the big one. Things look bleak for the red, white, and blue. They looked bleak in December 1776, too, friends. The captain of a different U.S. side didn't fold up his tents and give the Cup to Cornwallis. Instead, he attacked, crossing the Delaware and capturing an entire Hessian garrison. If that doesn't scare the shit out of Martin Kaymer, I don't know what to tell you. Sure, the odds are long, but in the words of a different comedic giant, "So you're telling' me there's a chance?"