I'm exhausted, numb, dumbfounded and a tad hacked-off - I watch in agony as the Europeans spray champagne all over the Medinah Country Club and the hearts of U.S. golf fans everywhere as they celebrate yet another Ryder Cup victory - This one snatched from the bowels of certain defeat - But alas, you knew that the spirit of the most passionate Ryder Cup performer of all time, one Severiano Ballesteros, wouldn't remain silent all weekend long - With his image adorning the European Ryder Cup team's bags and shirt sleeves, he managed to inspire the Europeans and taunt the Americans from his cart in clouds - Riding the momentum from Saturday's late charge, the European team needed only to pull off a feat never before accomplished on foreign soil - Down 10 points to 6 as the Sunday single's matches began, the Americans needed win just 4 1/2 of the 12 points available on the day - And the way they had outplayed the Euro's over the first two days in team play, there was nothing to suggest the route would be abated - Enter Seves' ghost!- The Europeans made putts from nowhere, chipped in when all looked lost and benefited from some old fashioned American gagging - Only Dustin Johnson, Jason Duffner and Zach Johnson won points for the U.S. - Tiger Woods ended up with a meaningless halve as the Cup was already in European hands when his match came the the final hole - Speaking of Tiger, 0-3-1 in this edition and still has only been part of one winning Ryder Cup team - His buddy Stricker was no better and it can be argued that captain Davis Love should have sat them down after their Friday morning beating - And in the spirit of second guessing, Love sitting Mickelson & Bradley on Saturday afternoon after they had proven to be unbeatable in their three previous matches, will be debated eternally - But in the end, a greater power was at work today - Seve, this one was for you and there is no denying that it was a fitting tribute to your unparalleled contribution to this event - But you only get to "win one for the Gipper" so hopefully in two-years hence, the U.S. will figure out how to win one for their country and crack the mysterious Ryder Cup code the Europeans seem so unwilling to share