In case you were wondering…

In the last week or so, we’ve come to know a new Nick Faldo. Gone is the icy egomaniac who prowled the fairways like a night time strangler, and in his place is a self-absorbed joke maker, who’s roughly as hilarious as an evening watching the rib-tickling Ian Botham and Alan Lamb show.

We’ve heard all the gags, witnessed the photographic tomfoolery, and even with his team wimping out of the contest in the face of a band of whooping Americans, the great news is that Faldo is okay. He’ll be fine, people.

“I doubt I would do it again,” muttered the comedian in a rare moment of straight-faced seriousness . “It was a one-time shot, but I’m very happy - my goal was to leave here on Sunday night happy with what I had done and I am.”

Thank Christ for that.