Golf’s majors deliver. Again.
The fallout:
Augusta National: The streak of brilliant drama/lunacy in one major after another has to end sometime. Could be at the U.S. Open in June. The venue, Olympic, in San Francisco, is as I remember almost claustrophobically penal, and thus unlikely to yield swashbuckling golf.
That isn’t a problem at ‘ol Augusta. The players seem to have caught up to the extreme lengthening that look place a few years back, and the rough last week was a complete non-factor. It’s still not as dangerous a course as it once was, but look at the numbers: 29 eagles, a double-eagle, and 155 double-bogeys or worse. That’s what I’m talking about.
Bubba: It’s about time the ability to hook and slice wedges on demand gets rewarded. This guy might be more unorthodox than John Daly, but he plays golf, as opposed to playing golf swing, like, um, some people we could name. Much has been made of the fact that he’s never taken a lesson. That is amazing, but more amazing to me is that he’s never sought treatment for what is evidently world-class ADD, for fear of what a doctor, poking around inside that head, might find.
Don’t see him winning a bunch of majors. He’s already 33. But he could do plenty more good things in the game. Get used to him in the Ryder and President’s Cups. He’s a freakish talent, and the game is better for having him around it.
My favorite moment of his post-round press conference was when he referred to the fans as “patrons,” in the pompous manner the Lords of Augusta insist on, and then admitted, “First time I ever said that word.”
Louis Oosthuizen: This dude can really, really play golf. The swing is gorgeous, powerful, and technically immaculate. Seems to have all the shots, and is almost spookily comfortable, poised and self-possessed under the gun. Also: He looks like Shrek (also spookily comfortable, poised and self-possessed under the gun), so he’s got that going for him, which is nice. The question now becomes why on Earth doesn’t he win more? Louis, not Shrek.
Phil: The last couple years he sort of willed himself into the hunt in majors, but really didn’t play much good golf in 2010-11. He seems back, I suspect at least partly because the health issues, his own and his wife’s, have eased. The triple-bogey Sunday came at the par-3 fourth, which is one of the few holes at Augusta where lefties might be at a disadvantage.
He did get a bad break there. With a neutral kick he probably makes four, or no worse than five. Still, I thought he portrayed it, in post-round interviews, as a better, or less bad, tee shot than it actually was. He flew it into the bleachers to the right of the green on a par-three, for God’s sake.
Still love his attitude and fight. Can’t think of a worse course for him (or Bubba, come to think of it) than Olympic, but I give him a shot at the British and PGA.
Rory: Still think we’re jumping the gun just a little on annointing him the next big thing. Hard to defend 77-76 over the weekend. Hasn’t won, at least in America, coming from behind, or even in a tight duel with one or several players. Everybody said Sergio was a great pairing for him Saturday, but watching them yuk it up while playing themselves out it looked to me like an impressionable adolescent spending time with a bad influence. Rory’s starting to seem a little too comfortable in his own skin. On the other hand…
Eldrick “Tiger” Woods: First of all, I don’t give a damn that he tossed and then kicked his club. It was five seconds of acting out in five hours of utter frustration. The kind of thing people act offended by because they think they’re supposed to.
Didn’t think he’d win. Never dreamed that he wouldn’t contend. Recall that he finished fourth here the last two years when he had nothing, and was tied for the lead on 12 tee Sunday a year ago.
I continue to be astounded, beyond fascinated, by his career as it plays out. He once caused me to actually lose respect/love for golf because if anyone could be as good at it as he was, it couldn’t be as hard as I used to think it was. But he let golf up off the canvas, and the old bastard is getting his revenge now, isn’t he?
Who’d want to be Tiger Woods right now? What were the odds, say 10 years ago, that that question would ever be seriously asked?