The Poulter tittle-tattle from Haney’s book, The Big Miss, dates back to before the 2007 US Open, when both played a practice round at Oakmont.
‘How are we getting home?’ asked Poulter of his Orlando neighbour, fully aware Woods had a private jet ready to go.
No invitation was forthcoming but Poulter showed up at the airport anyway, and got his ride home.
On the plane, Woods texted Haney: ‘Can you believe how this dick mooched a ride on my plane home?’
Rather sensibly, Poulter had no intention of getting involved when I caught up with him yesterday.
‘The book has nothing to do with me and I have no interest in commenting on it,’ he said.