La Ryder Cup Europe lo ha vuelto a hacer. Han publicado un vídeo este martes que pone los pelos de punta. Muy emocionante. Recorren la historia de las victorias en Estados Unidos con Seve Ballesteros como gran arquitecto e icono de un sueño que todos veían imposible menos él. Solo 37 jugadores europeos han conseguido ganar fuera de casa y casi todos están representados y aparecen en el vídeo. Es el momento de ampliar ese número.
Hablan Tony Jacklin, Nick Faldo, Sandy Lyle, Ian Woosnam, Ken Brown, José María Olazábal, Colin Montgomerie o Miguel Ángel Jiménez, entre otros. Es realmente emocionante y motivador. Los jugadores de Luke Donald lo han visto, cómo no. Simplemente, espectacular. El mensaje es directo y claro: Our time, our place. Nuestro momento, nuestro lugar.
Aquí les dejamos la transcripción completa al español. Merece la pena:
Only 37 players have ever experienced the euphoria of an away win.
For a lifetime, winning away was an impossible dream.
I can’t describe how difficult it was.
I mean, any win would have been fine.
Things had to change.
What we needed was a new energy.
Someone to set a new tone.
Because they made us feel like second-class citizens.
We needed an architect.
An icon to give us all a greater purpose.
You know he had been banned.
But Seve was the key.
In ’83, it was within reach.
And we came close.
But as we dried our tears, our talisman told us.
We must celebrate. Now we know we can beat them.
And we did.
From that moment, the badge meant so much more.
’85. It’s not a million miles away, is it?
Separated by a generation.
This is the greatest moment I’ve lived.
Confidence and resilience ran through us all.
Already in the US, we played without fear.
Breaking new ground.
Do you want to know what it feels like to silence a home crowd?
It’s unforgettable.
Especially when it’s your first full point.
Yes, it’s a crucial point.
And those scenes on Jack’s green.
They were the foundation of everything that followed.
The future was ours.
At Oak Hill, the mountain to climb was just an obstacle to overcome.
Because we had something others didn’t.
Our magic.
Even with our backs against the wall.
We lifted each other up.
And that made anything possible.
And for those who may only have one chance.
Why not make it your legacy?
Philip Walton gets the point they needed.
The Europeans win the Ryder Cup.
From the drama of comebacks to total dominance.
2004 confirmed it.
Our culture was solid.
With five rookies, we still led from the front.
Because the badge doesn’t care who you are.
It only asks you to give your all.
And we gave it all.
And we are not the country we are in.
Without the greatness of others.
They won the match, retained the cup.
And with Seve on our chests.
Medinah was our miracle.
United in pain.
Playing for his legacy.
We showed that pressure is a privilege.
And something we never shy away from.
Even with everything against us.
Four down on foreign soil.
We never stopped believing.
And when faith turns pressure into power.
Those moments become the best of our lives.
I’m pretty sure he’s very happy today wherever he is.
The Ryder Cup is the best tournament in the world.
Because the shirt is not just fabric.
It’s tradition.
It’s honour.
It’s challenge.
It embodies everything we live for.
Sometimes honour is more important than anything else.
We don’t play for money.
It’s the ultimate test of our mettle.
The more love, the more opportunities.
So don’t hesitate.
The opportunity is yours to seize.
It’s the best week of my life.
That’s how it’s been.
From Broadway to Bethpage Black.
New York was built on the backs of Europeans.
It’s a place we all belong to.
Seve would have loved this.
An opportunity in the lion’s den.
To emerge as legends.
Because it’s our time.
Our place.
Only 37 players.
It’s time to expand that list.
European Ryder Cup Team.
Our little golden trophy.
It’s going to cross the Atlantic again.
Our time.
Our place.
A European success.
The party they’re going to have tonight.
Our time.
Our place.
They did it.
Only for the second time on American soil.
Our time.
Our place.
They won the match. They keep the cup.
Our time.
Our place.
Our time.
Our place.
Our time.
Our place.
