We golfers mark our lives by Ryder Cup matches. Our early-90s memories of The War by The Shore are bathed in autumnal tones, Mark Calcavecchia's horrifying collapse obliterated by Bernhard Langer's 6-foot miss. Dave Stockton wading in the ocean dazed and happy, looking like a tipsy beachcomber who just stubbed his toe on a treasure chest sticking out of the sand.
