Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Boo-S-A

After a weekend of inspired competition, it was left up to one man to steal the show. The single indelible image of Thomas Brent ‘Boo’ Weekley galloping down the first fairway, doing the ‘Happy Gilmore’ dance was the goofiest, yet most dazzling display of bravado the Ryder Cup has witnessed.
What professional golfer does that? At the Ryder Cup? On Sunday at the Ryder Cup? Only one man could be so cluelessly cavalier. It was completely preposterous but it was so wonderfully Weekley.

“That’s one of the greatest things I’ve ever seen in my life,” said Paul Azinger. “I couldn’t stop laughing,” said Jim Furyk. Boo Weekley’s daily doses of slapstick humour were the gel that bound the American team together.

The cheerleading, tobacco-chewing, Westwood-frosting tour de force at this Ryder Cup is the world’s most popular golfer this morning. “It ain’t about me,” Weekley said. “There ain’t no ‘I’ on this team. We’re playing for that flag.”


On Saturday, Weekley said this about the adrenaline surging through him in this competition, “I feel like a dog that somebody done stuck a needle to and it juiced me up like I’ve been running around a greyhound track chasing one of them bunnies.”

On Sunday, someone asked Weekley what the rabbit tasted like now that he’d caught up with it.

“Chicken.”

Brilliant.



Boo and Ben (not a flower pot in sight).



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