Ryder Cup Day Two: If you're on America, here are some straws to clutch

So here’s the deal guys. Basically, we forget all this European nonsense and revert to the way it was, you know just you and us, USA versus Great Britain. That way you get to win every time (well, until Paul Casey learns how to get holes in one on the par fives) and we don’t get all those miserable American faces on our TV screens. To be honest, you guys don’t do adversity particularly well.

My suggestion has actually appeared in print this weekend, so comprehensive has the European domination of this event been so far. Now of course, there’s talk of how the Americans are much better in the singles and reminders of how they came back from four behind on the Sunday at Brookline. Colin Montgomerie for one begs to differ: the Americans didn’t win at Brookline, he says - the over-cocky Europeans threw it away, something they are not about to do this weekend.

Well, call me a desperate straw-clutcher if you will, but I think the Americans are still in with a big chance. This is why:

Toms-Montgomerie: Toms has played better that the results suggest, Monty the reverse. Advantage Toms.

Cink-Garcia: The key component of the “Spanish armada” could be about to meet his Sir Francis Drake. No more bowls, Stewart. Now we need balls. Cink

Furyk-Casey: what a mouth-watering match between the hugely established American and one of the most exciting European up-and-comers. Casey is on a big roll but if anyone can stop it, a really ticked-off Furyk can. Furyk (ish)

Woods-Karlsson: For God’s sake, come on Tiger. Woods

Campbell-Donald: Luke hasn’t been particularly inspiring while Campbell has been pretty solid. Campbell.

Henry-McGinley: America’s rookie hero against one of Europe’s lesser lights, albeit from just down the road? Henry by an Irish mile (sorry kilometer).

Johnson-Clarke: Zach has been doing real well, but he’s up against the whole of Ireland and then some. Clarke, on a tidal wave of emotion.

Taylor-Stenson: Tricky, but if anything the force is with Taylor. So Taylor it is.

Wetterich-Howell: Brett’s name has hardly lived up to the conditions this week so it has to be Howell.

Mickelson-Olazabal: This should be lefty’s but the way he’s been playing you’d think Jose just has to turn up. Still, I’m going to give ‘Fat Phil’ a last chance to redeem himself. Come on Figjam. Mickelson.

DiMarco-Westwood: This should have only one outcome, but who’s been playing better this week? I still have the American living up to the determined words he used before this competition got underway. DiMarco.

Verplank-Harrington: Verplunk, as NBC’s Miller called him Saturday, is apparently infuriated by the way he’s been sidelined by Captain Tom and that should have made him angry enough to roll over an out-of-sorts Irishman. Verplank.

So there you have it, 10-2, the Yanks romp to victory and tell us how they’ve always thought what a wonderful competition the Ryder Cup is.

If only it were that easy. I am afraid there is a hidden player that will probably do for me and America in the end and that’s the crowd of Irish spectators willing the Europeans on. It really could get quite emotional towards the end.

Anyway, enjoy what promises to be an immense golfing day.