GIVING HIS HEART AND POUL
Marching down fairways, big drives, sinking putts — and of course those eye-popping, chest-thumping celebrations, writes DAVID FACEY.
We can expect more of the same from Ian Poulter, Mr Ryder Cup, in European colours.
But as he prepares for another superhuman effort, Poulter, 45, said it all reduces him to a “physical wreck” for weeks after the incredible event.
Europe’s Postman — because he always delivers — provided a fascinating insight into just how much his Ryder Cup heroics take out of him.
Win, lose, or draw, this is what lies ahead for him once he returns from Whistling Straits.
Poulter said: “After each one I play in, I am a physical wreck for three weeks afterwards.
“Emotionally, mentally, these are the most incredible three days to play through. I can’t get out of bed. I’m spent. I’ll have cold sores, look and feel a total mess. My body will have had enough.
“I might look like I have all the energy in the world on Sunday afternoons, when the singles are on. But by the following Tuesday I am a shell of a man. I’ve given my all.”