Tyrrell Hatton’s journey to the 2025 Ryder Cup was a testament to perseverance and skill, but his ensuing celebration took a turn that even the most colorful parties could not anticipate. What began as sheer joy over being named to Europe’s team ended in a chaotic, unforgettable morning in an Indianapolis hotel room.
Hatton, 33, who had secured an automatic berth on the European Ryder Cup team, was “over the moon” when he received the call from captain Luke Donald. That phone call came right after the final LIV Golf event in Indianapolis, a fitting climax to a season that posed challenges due to his move to LIV Golf—and its lack of Ryder Cup points. Nevertheless, his strong performances on the DP World Tour and in the majors had earned him a spot despite fewer qualifying opportunities.
Joining him in celebration was teammate Jon Rahm, fresh off winning the LIV Golf individual title. The duo’s night quickly escalated. Hatton recounted beginning with six glasses of wine at dinner, then switching to a double gin and tonic, followed by Disaronno sours, shots spurred by his chant, margaritas, a hazelnut sour, and a strawberry vodka concoction. It was, in Hatton’s words, “aggressive,” “horrible,” and yet undeniably hilarious in the moment.
When he finally returned to his hotel room, the effects hit hard. Hatton collapsed—sideways and face down—onto his bed. Before long, he startled himself awake by vomiting in that position. He drifted back to sleep, only to wake up covered in his own vomit—on his arms, shirt, even in his beard. The scene was shockingly vivid and deeply regrettable.
Roused by the damaging sight, Hatton called his wife Emily for guidance. Then, with whatever coherence remained, he attempted to salvage the situation. He stripped the bed, left a note expressing his apologies—“I was really sorry, I was sick in the bed in the night, please throw it in the trash”—and tucked some cash inside for housekeeping.
Despite the chaos, Hatton could not help but reflect on the night’s ridiculousness with a sense of humor. He called it “fun at the time,” even though it left him eager to avoid such an experience again. Yet, he quipped, if Team Europe were to win at Bethpage Black later this month, there’s a chance the celebration could get similarly out of hand—and he might find himself throwing up again.
Hatton’s candid retelling before the BMW PGA Championship at Wentworth has become one of the year’s most talked-about moments in golf. It offers a raw glimpse into how emotions can get the best of us even for seasoned professionals.
In the build-up to the Ryder Cup, starting September 26 at Bethpage Black in New York, Team Europe will rely on players like Hatton who combine experience with fiery passion. But Hatton’s recent night of excess serves as a reminder that celebrations can quickly tumble from triumph to tragedy—or at least to a nasty hangover.
Still, if the team triumphs on that challenging course, one hopes Hatton might celebrate with a little less chaos—and perhaps from a more dignified position than face down in a guest room.
