Look, I love Phil Mickelson. He loves his wife and his kids and dogs, presumably, and he doesn't, as far as I know, turn stone deaf when a fan asks him for an autograph.
But this weekend the guy was a foof. A grade-A, premium-cut foof.
This after Mickelson chose the post-Ryder Cup news conference (Europe won again, surprise, surprise, and quite handily) to publicly rip American captain Tom Watson while Watson was sitting right there. Said, essentially, that the U.S. hasn't had a captain who knew what he was doing since Paul Azinger in 2008, the last time the U.S. won. Said, essentially, that that's why the Europeans have sent the Americans home in sandwich bags 10 of the last 12 years.
Two words about that, Lefty: Shut up.
Which is to say, format and strategy are all well and good, but in the end, it's on the golfers themselves to go out and win their matches. Near as I can tell, Tom Watson didn't swing a club over the weekend. Lefty and his teammates did.
If they don't want to be sitting up there at the end of the weekend explaining themselves, go out and beat Rory or Graeme McDowell head-to-head. Because, when it was all said and done, the Americans didn't do that. Maybe that's just because the Europeans are grittier -- not as many of them came up as members of the country-club set -- or maybe it's because they're better. Or maybe it's because they don't whine and point fingers when things don't go their way.
So, yeah, Lefty, shut up.
You want to bring the Ryder Cup home again?
Two more words: Play better.
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