Anyway, Monty was playing in the Spanish Open on Thursday and playing pretty well, too. He was on the 18th green, looking to birdie and get to only four shots off the lead. But suddenly, in a moment straight out of "Caddyshack," music began blasting from a nearby tent. (The Reuters report called it "disco" music, but since this isn't 1977, I'm going to assume that it was something a bit more contemporary. Grunge? Electronica? Hair metal?)
Whatever the genre, the music totally disrupted Monty and he three-putted for bogey. "Is this a [profane]ing party or a golf tournament?" Monty seethed afterward. (Wait, there's a difference?)
Anyway, yes, that sucks for Monty -- but let's be honest, it's a lot funnier because it's Monty. He's six strokes off the lead, yes, but he's also got half of Europe's best golfers kissing his butt so that he'll name them a captain's pick. So I think he'll be okay.
Also, I gotta say this -- I cannot wait for the Ryder Cup. If the betting sites don't have a "Will the top of Monty's head blow off?" play, they need to set it up, pronto. (Or maybe not -- is there anybody who'd bet "no"?)
- Colin Montgomerie