I'm an occasional watcher of television golf and one of the professionals for whom I've had very little time over the years is Colin Montgomerie. Born into fortunate circumstances, well and expensively educated, he's always been prone to tantrums on the course when things don't go his way. Despite being a multi-millionaire and having a lifestyle that many people would envy he usually had a scowl on his face and the blame firmly dropped on someone else's toes. Why then did I read ''The Real Monty''? Laid up in bed with a persistent infection I'd read just about everything else but the cornflake packet.