SI Vault
 
Fire and Ice
MICHAEL BAMBERGER
October 11, 2010
The two captains at Celtic Manor, wildly expressive Colin Montgomerie for Europe and calm and collected Corey Pavin for the U.S., couldn't have been more different. Did that factor into the outcome? Without a doubt
Decrease font Decrease font
Enlarge font Enlarge font
October 11, 2010

Fire And Ice

The two captains at Celtic Manor, wildly expressive Colin Montgomerie for Europe and calm and collected Corey Pavin for the U.S., couldn't have been more different. Did that factor into the outcome? Without a doubt

View CoverRead All Articles
1 2 3

The European captain was intent on winning the various media battles, modern and otherwise. He said last week there was "method to everything I do," including his press sessions. Win over the press, you win over the republic, in this case the 45,000 Ryder Cup spectators at Celtic Manor, some of them overserved, many of them caked in mud. Monty, like other captains before him, referred to the spectators as "our 13th man."

By taking over every time there was a microphone in front of him, Montgomerie deflected attention from his players and their various issues, like Harrington and his dull play this year, Lee Westwood and his recovery from a torn calf muscle, and Rory McIlory and his sometimes balky putting. Montgomerie welcomed the old idea that players win Ryder Cups and captains lose them. He was the paternalistic captain, in the Seve tradition, constantly telling his 12 players how good they were, running highlight reels of their triumphs in the team room, cajoling those he found lacking in passion (McIlory and fellow Irishman Graeme McDowell at one point, the spectators at another). He took it upon himself to turn things around. Aloof he was not.

The Pavin captaincy took its cues from Tom Watson, for whom Pavin played in '93, the last time a U.S. Ryder Cup team won a road game. Watson's style was macho and manly and somewhat distant. He treated his players as adults. Pavin followed suit. "A good piece of advice that Tom gave me was to just let them go out and play in practice," Pavin said before the first shot was hit in anger. By the end of the week he was dropping the last two words. Veteran Ryder Cuppers like that, being treated as a grown-up. They respect it. Charm, warmth, the ability to schmooze, those are not Pavin's strong suits. A painful sight was watching him try to hug Mike Cowan, Jim Furyk's caddie, on Saturday afternoon, after Furyk and Fowler managed a halve with Martin Kaymer and Westwood. Fluff, a Mainer, is not really a hug guy.

When you get right down to it, the Ryder Cup captain Pavin most resembled was Bernhard Langer, who led the European team to a lopsided win over Sutton's U.S. team at Oakland Hills in '04. Langer took all the histrionics out of Ryder Cup play. His team was ruthless, efficient, excellent and boring. Through Sunday night Pavin's team, sadly, was just boring. (In Monday's singles the Americans were a thrill ride.) O.K., Jeff Overton, the screaming Hoosier, was never boring. But you get the idea.

It's easy to say that the Ryder Cup captaincy is overstated, but in actual fact you can't overstate it. Did Norman Dale put his stamp on the Hickory High basketball team in Hoosiers? It's about like that. When pros play for free and for pride, they're kids again. With four captain's picks, the U.S. captain creates a team in his own image, and for three of his picks Pavin went for family men with reliable putting strokes: Stewart Cink, Zach Johnson and Fowler, who brought his parents, grandparents and 18-year-old girlfriend.

For his fourth pick, Pavin chose Tiger Woods, the most unmarried man in America. He came to Celtic Manor without a date and without his mother. He arrived playing indifferently, played poorly when paired with Steve Stricker three times last week and, in the team hotel, was distant from his teammates for much of the week. (But he was great on his own in Monday's singles.) Paul Azinger won without Woods, recovering from knee surgery, two years ago. Had Pavin wanted to do something truly bold—beyond the retro flared pants and lavender cardigans—he would have left Woods at home. But Pavin couldn't do it.

For Monday's singles play, Montgomerie and Pavin made all the same moves. Hot players up front, tried and true in the middle, closers at the end. Men who spend their lives in golf tend to think the same way. They won't act the same way, but they think the same way. Pavin filled out his card and let his players do their thing, just as he had done on Friday and Saturday and Sunday. It was a dignified try and an awesome effort. At the closing ceremonies you could finally see Pavin's heart. Referring to his 12 golfers, he said, "It was an honor and a privilege to call them teammates." He was not the imperial captain, nothing like it. The effort of this 13-man team was awesome. It just wasn't enough.

And now, like Tom Lehman and Hal Sutton and Curtis Strange before him, Pavin will make his quiet, defeated return to tournament golf, to the Champions tour, in his case, which has all the intensity of an afternoon nap. He didn't really inspire his team. He didn't see that as part of his job. In the end his players made it close on talent alone, but in Ryder Cup play talent's not enough. That was Colin Montgomerie's point last week. Maybe Corey Pavin, the golfer, can still inspire himself. His chance to be Norman Dale has come and gone.

Now on GOLF.com

For fresh insights and opinions from SI Golf Group writers, go to GOLF.com/confidential

Continue Story
1 2 3