The Ryder Cup

Due to the time difference and our different weedend over here, I got to see almost every shot played at the K club last week. It seemed like every Irish person in Dubai was packed into my apartment to see the sights of home over the eagerly awaited show down between Europe and America. The apartment was nearly in tears when we saw the first sights of home, the dew slowly lifting from the grass in the morning sunlight.

Sharon carried the show adequately, a bit wooden though for some of it. Still though I think I am going to marry that woman. Tiger's first shot was greeted with a huge cheer from the already less than sober crowd as it sailed into the crystal waters of the K club.

The only bad thing about the television feed that we were getting over here was the fact that we had to listen to two of the worst commentators I've ever heard for any sport in the world and that is including Len Dineen's commentary of Munster matches. When Darren Clarke stepped up to hit his first ball of the weekend here's what the commentator said:

"And isn't it great to hear that wonderful reception Darren Clarke is getting from the crowd and his wife dead"

They then went on to say what an ''unfortunate incident'' it had been, as if he had lost a tenner or something.

Our favourite moment of the weekend was not a golfing moment but the following. It started like this.........

And ended like this........

Remided me of a certain engineering trip to Moneypoint power station.....