Watson cranks up Gleneagles intensity

Tom Watson wearily — perhaps even tetchily — completed his third press conference in as many days, and remained behind in the near-empty interview to eat a sandwich.

He sat alone in the same seat from where he’d just batted away questions he didn’t want to answer, barely recovered from the jet lag that left him looking every second of his 65 years the previous day.

“I was bushed yesterday, but I’m fine now,” he said. But he didn’t appear to be enjoying what the Ryder Cup has become since he captained the last US side to win on European soil, in 1993.