I say we have Lee Westwood over to the Possum Trot Bar over there off Highway 319, you know the place, down that county-graded dirt road, past that fancy trailer park, back in them deep woods.

Feed him a little poke salad, toss down a few Schlitz Malt likkers with him, get him hoppin' to some Lynyrd Skynyrd. Show him a little Southern hospitality.

Your Highness, meet Joe Bob.

Now, squeal!

Nah, maybe not.

Worst thing you can tell a hick is he's getting on your nerves. Once they get in your head, ain't no getting' rid of them.

Which is what happened to Westwood early in Europe's losing Ryder Cup with the U.S. and which probably went a long way toward ensuring Europe's defeat.

After Europe officially lost, Westwood complained he was "abused all week" at the Ryder Cup Matches.

I'm of two minds about that. Some of the American behavior at the Ryder Cup this weekend was indeed reprehensible, and I'm not just talking about the fans.

Anthony Kim, who everyone thinks is so damn cute, was borderline obnoxious, crossing the line several times in getting the crowd all riled up, including once when Sergio Garcia had just hit two shots in the water, and conceded the hole. So was Boo Weekley, and some others.

And you know some of that Kentucky bourbon-fueled crowd had a few choice remarks for this proper Brit, who still clings to the amusing belief that golf is a gentleman's game.

I was born and raised right down the road from Boo's neck of the woods, and it still made me ashamed. Them folks wasn't livin' up to their raisin.' My mama would have slapped me into next week for acting like that.

On the other hand, Westwood should have risen above it, or at least overlooked it. He should have known Americans don't react well when you keep beating them. Captain Faldo has lived here long enough to know that, and he should have imparted his wisdom to Westwood.

Playing in front of an unruly and even obnoxious home crowd, and some very rude competitors, is part of the game.

Still, the Americans were so bad, I found myself admiring Garcia's sportsmanship, and that's something I never thought would happen.

It certainly, to me anyway, took away a lot of luster from the American victory. Left a sour taste in my mouth, like 100-proof sour mash.

Great host, Louisville. Maybe you can still get in a kick or two before Westwood boards the plane.

Could be interesting two years from now. What goes 'round, comes 'round.

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