75 Holes Played Since Membership
OK, it’s Monday night and I’m late to the game. Last night I was going to make my final post on the U.S. Open but I backed off more times than Jim Furyk. I just couldn’t pull the trigger. I felt kinda numb and disoriented after watching that train wreck of a finish.
Meanwhile, today bloggers and MSM have been pecking away about the U.S. Open like vultures going after a fresh carcass. I want a piece of whatever is left, so here goes.
Question Phil’s decision-making on 18 all you want, but in the end the law of averages caught up with him. Johnny was right. You just can’t miss all those fairways on Sunday and win the U.S. Open. The golf gods won’t allow it. Not even for Phil, who they like.
Middle of 18th fairway, 170 yards, perfect setup for Monty’s fade. Clank. Double bogey. I guarantee Monty will lose more sleep over this than Phil.
Sorry, but pink isn’t a winning color at the U.S. Open. Not that there’s anything wrong with it.
I would have bet Jim was going to drop that par putt on 18, which would have gotten him into a playoff. Furyk is clutch, but this time it didn’t happen.
Superman belt buckle wasn’t enough. Nice try, though.
The truth is, this guy hit it better than anyone the last two days. And he converted clutch pars on 17 (chip in) and 18 (up and down) when it counted. Give him credit. He’s got some serious game.
The Armchair Golfer