Note To Ryder Cup Fans Watching Danny Willett: His Brother Thinks You Are "Pudgy, basement-dwelling, irritants"
For reasons entirely clear, Masters champion Danny Willett's brother Peter wittingly takes on the Team USA vice captains and selfish types.For reasons not entirely clear and let's be honest, not necessary, Peter Willett takes on the fans in this National Golfer piece.
For the Americans to stand a chance of winning, they need their baying mob of imbeciles to caress their egos every step of the way. Like one of those brainless bastards from your childhood, the one that pulled down your shorts during the school’s Christmas assembly (f**k you, Paul Jennings), they only have the courage to keg you if they’re backed up by a giggling group of reprobates. Team Europe needs to shut those groupies up.
They need to silence the pudgy, basement-dwelling, irritants, stuffed on cookie dough and pissy beer, pausing between mouthfuls of hotdog so they can scream ‘Baba booey’ until their jelly faces turn red.
They need to stun the angry, unwashed, Make America Great Again swarm, desperately gripping their concealed-carry compensators and belting out a mini-erection inducing ‘mashed potato,’ hoping to impress their cousin.
They need to smash the obnoxious dads, with their shiny teeth, Lego man hair, medicated ex-wives, and resentful children. Squeezed into their cargo shorts and boating shoes, they’ll bellow ‘get in the hole’ whilst high-fiving all the other members of the Dentists’ Big Game Hunt Society.
Good luck this week Danny! Enjoy your stay in Chaska!
Reader Comments (52)
Also - holy crap, that's right! Some Guy Named Danny Willett won the Masters this year! Forgot all about that.
ps. the UK sucks
he's just made his brother the next Monty. This could turn into a Bhutan archery contest
What are the odds he forces a bunch of tweets on the weekend and quickly becomes overexposed?
What the he!! does that idiotic phrase have to do with anything in a golf tournament???
I read it as satire, and pretty good satire at that. But also knew that others would not and that Danny (not Peter) would carry the brunt of the repercussions from the fans, especially after a few cold ones. If I were Darren, I would only play Danny in the morning matches before the beer really starts flowing.
"Baba booey, mashed potatoe (Quayle spelling), concealed carry/open carry, Dentists’ Big Game Hunt Society: Yeah, we got that.
Let the games begin!
I Speak for the cargo shorts! Leave them alone!