Ryder Cup starts today. Always my favorite golf of the year. In 1999 I sat in the Streets of Leeds Pub from Saturday morning through the night with big Simon Clutterbuck and my old friends Marty Gasson and Nitesh Patel. Beer, beer, beer as we watched all the matches. Sunday morning I woke in my shared flat, peeked out the door to see noone, not unusual in an early Sunday morning. Suddenly from downstairs the door creaks open and there is Simon: "Fry-up and a beer?" A blurry Sunday later the Americans ran on the green and won. Nobody enjoys a beer(s) like those Leeds boys. Do you know where to
find them?!