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Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole

September 25th, 2006 · 1 Comment · Ryder Cup, Sport

I sat at the 16th Green today for most of the afternoon and especially for the important bits when Darren Clarke won his match and joined his team mates in their celebrations. It seemed that most of the crowd and his team cried with him.  This weekend’s events have been momentous, the atmosphere throughout the K club was electric and the golf superb.

As a disabled punter I was more than impressed with the thought that went into assisting spectators, maybe as so many golfers are older and have health and ageing difficulties the organisers actually get it about access and golf tournaments.
There is a great post about the post match press conference with the European Team on the BBC Ryder Cup blog – would love to see a tape of this if one exists.

The pink jackets were in tribute to Breast Cancer Awareness so I am not moaning about Louis Copeland’s taste ever again. And these lads did not get paid to wear them or to play this weekend – they did it for honour. The Americans couldn’t/wouldn’t smile or get into the thing at all.

I’m glad to have been there and I know I was very lucky to get the tickets through the application process, we won’t get the chance to stage it again for a very long time and who knows if it will still be the same event then as it was this weekend.

Off to catch up on the sleep and enjoy the memories!



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