Detroit Free Press

Let me get this straight. We lost the Ryder Cup because we didn't hug enough? We lost because we didn't laugh ...

First, to answer the question, why did I go to the Lions' victory instead of the final day of the Ryder Cup? ...

So I'm going to see Tiger and Phil. Playing together. That's like Elvis and Mick sharing the mike. Tiger and Phil? Together? Against Colin and Padraig? And, here's the best part. I'm walking to the job.I have never walked to the job, not in 20-plus years in this business. But the Ryder Cup, at Oakland Hills Country Club, is just up the road from my home. I breathe the healthy bus fumes as I approach the entrance. "Ahhh, like the old country," I think, as I approach the security gate, "walking to work. Isn't it grand? Isn't it--""You can't bring that in," the guard says.

So I'm going to see Tiger and Phil. Playing together. That's like Elvis and Mick sharing the mike. Tiger and Phil? ...

So we have a Harrington and they have a Harrington. Ours throws a big ol' football. Theirs hits a tiny little golf ...

We'd like to welcome the 100,000 or so visitors for the Ryder Cup by giving a huge shout out to all the Americans ...

CHICAGO -- It was as messy as a bachelor party and as ugly as the hangover, but it counted, it's done, and like the groom-to-be crawling home at sunrise, the Lions wear a small smirk on their faces this morning. The streak is over. The curse is dead. The road is no longer lined with poison bricks. The NFL record they never wanted -- three straight years of road defeats -- is someone else's to break now.

Ten years ago, a woman named Bryl Phillips-Taylor went to Washington to support a ban on assault rifles. Her son, Scott, had been killed with one.Last week, she returned for the same reason. Her son was still dead. The bullets had still come from an assault weapon. But there she was again, pleading the same case.