Ryder Cup captain Nick Faldo must be associating with too many Democrats during his time in America.

The Democrats can take a sure thing and screw it up – how on earth could John McCain be even-steven with Barrack Obama in the polls? – and Faldo seems well on his way to doing the same thing.

Faldo, in charge of what looked on paper to be one of Europe’s strongest teams ever, pulled a polarizing stunt by picking Ian Poulter and Paul Casey as his captain’s picks, passing over Darren Clarke and Colin Montgomery.

The European press is in an uproar, calling the decision “appalling,” and “devastating,” among other things. They’re already saying the European team is “contaminated” and that team unity is shot.

True, the European press gets in an uproar at the drop of a stout, but this time, it’s deserved.

Ian Poulter doesn’t deserve to be on the team. You could make a case for Paul Casey, even though I loathe the punk, but Poulter, at the least, is seen by most Europeans who follow the Ryder Cup as sort of whining his way onto the team; I’d love to see his text messaging bills to Faldo.

Poulter skipped Gleneagles and a chance to play his way onto the team for the lure of big money in the FedEx Cup.

One thing the European press is staying away from: the question of nationality.

Poulter and Casey are Brits.

Darren Carke is from Northern Ireland and Montgomery, a long-time Ryder Cup lion, even if he looks like a Pooh Bear, is a Scot.

And, of course, Carl Petterson, another consideration, is Swedish.

Hmmmmm.

Long live the Queen.

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