The World Cup was
his first small taste of life in the big time. With all the players staying at
Sandy Lane, its private beach became a popular gathering spot in the afternoon.
One day a couple of English Ryder Cup stars-- Luke Donald and David Howell--made
a splash with a noisy swimming competition to a distant dock. Everyone tried to
avert his or her eyes from the unforgettable sight of Miguel Angel Jim�nez
strutting around in a black Speedo smoking a cigar, with his Spafro spilling
out from beneath a porkpie hat. Montgomerie took a long walk on the beach at
sunset, looking mopey as he was alone in paradise.
In the middle of
it all was Rutledge, seeming very much at ease. At twilight he and his wife and
son bodysurfed in the warm waters of the Caribbean. From under the blue
umbrellas on the sand, Rutledge could be heard laughing heartily, and why not?
After 28 years and a million miles, he has finally arrived.