The text came in from the brother in America’s heartland: “Am I hallucinating or did we just make a putt?” We, baby, is the Americans, baby, and when Patrick Cantlay rolled one in from 14 feet on 18 to win a full point for the RW&B, we were on the way back.
You can’t have momentum until you get the train movin’.
And then another: Justin Thomas dropped a 17-footer, with his mate and captain T. Woods standing by about to shit himself, to claim another full point for our side.
When Rickie Fowler hit a six-footer to earn a half-point in the final match of the day, we, by which we mean us, were able to halve the day’s five points.
We like the horizontal-striped blue polos paired with vests and sweaters of mottled light grey, and it’s maybe a day late, but there they are: the deep navy pants.
We have the Internationals up 6.5 to 3.5 in the sidebar part of the competition in Melbourne. More important: a big Yanqui point in the fashion show today. Lots of clothes still to be worn.