To quote Carl Spackler, I have to laugh. He did precisely what I believed he could never, ever justify doing. Greg Norman picked Adam Scott. Somewhere in Mudville, Mighty Casey just struck out, the game went into extra innings, and he struck out again.

I am not sure if that analogy even works, nor is it the point. Greg Norman pulled the ultimate homer move. The poor, downtrodden Australian country was given an incredibly random and inexcusable third member of the ROWNE (Rest of World Not Europe) team. Ogilvy isn’t playing particularly well, Allenby has not impressed of late, so kudos to Greg Norman for completing a triumvirate of underachieving g’dayers.

Somewhere in Asia, guys named Marksaeng, Singh, and Jaidee are extracting a phillips head or a flat head, having just been screwed by the toothless gray shark. They played themselves into position to be selected, only to be ignored by the Captain.

In the grand scheme of the world’s creator, selection to represent an international side rates mighty low on the tall totem poll of history. I’m confident that Jaidee, Singh and Marksaeng will continue to have wonderful professional careers, their families will still love them, and their countrywomen and men will adore them.

One question: did Chrissy help Greg make the selection?

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