Saturday, 20 September 2008

Ryder Cup Day One In Pictures.

I thought I'd take some time out to have a little look at some of the top images from the first day at the Ryder Cup.

Nick Faldo cuts a lonely figure as his team struggles on the first day, he consoles himself by talking to his nipple...


Nick had learned his lesson by this point and teases a photographer with his little notes, using it as a guard to stop him lip-reading the names he was calling him

Azinger has a little stab at his nemesis, playing with photographers with his notes too, little realising Faldo had sneaked up behind his shoulder. He saw it all and look what happened today!

This kilted character carries a cardboard of Colin Montgomerie with him. How hilarious. It's funny cos he's not here! I heard him interviewed on the radio, he's actually English not Scottish, how wacky is that sports fans! This was the only reason he came, to get this photo, he can go home now...

Justin Rose lets nerves get the better of him and forgets to get his putter off his caddy, Poulter tries not to draw attention to his good buddy's absentmindedness.

Ian Poulter shuns his putter then on 18 as he attempts to use the power of his mind to propel the ball into the holePoulter then segues into some impromptu pilates on the 18th green, either that or is in the middle of a press up with the worst form you've ever seen, Keep your Back straight Ian!

Chad Campbell is as bemused as anyone "How the hell did that happen?" he thinks as he beats Rose & Poulter from three down and with Chad Playing stinking golf. How did it happen? Stewart Cink carried Chad like an 18 stone sack of spuds on his back. Don't look so pleased Chad...

Westwood celebrate their crucial half, not so much won as given to them by a Kenny Perry meltdown. They deserved it more than Chad though. Stoopid Chaaad...

Here's Fat Phil in the bunker on 18. Just look at that course, it looks like something you'd design on Tiger Woods Golf. It's hard to believe men can be arsed to make all those stripes. Valhalla is a stunning course.

Genius design on the 18th hole, which has no grandstands, rather they've made a huge natural arena wher thousands can get a look. Well done Jack NIcklaus. I'm sure praise from me will mean the world to him...

Mickelson relaxes after his fourball win with his little flag, like a tubby child. That's his wife just behind him there, she'd be with him even if he wasn't one of the highest earning sportsmen in history. Of course she would. Shame on you for thinking otherwise.

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