No one can separate themselves from their bias; one can try—and fail—to hide it, yet it always finds its way out. Subconscious thoughts have a way of finding the light o’ day.
Watching Rory Win…Again
Admittedly I clapped for Rory McIlroy and rooted against Louis Oosthuizen all day Saturday and Sunday. From tee one to eighteen’s green, I shouted, “Rory; Rory!”, for he’s one of the only few people other than Tiger I love to see hoist that trophy.
Watching Oosthuizen playing the round of his life on Saturday didn’t help very much, for those seven straight birdies hurt Rory’s chances badly, but it did give us a hint about what was to come on Sunday: No offense McIlroy, but the South African had to screw up for you to win—the theme of the entire golf season.
Can’t we just have two people play great and go at it for an entire round and not have another Sunday collapse at a golf tournament? Please…
Oosthuizen had a three-shot lead going into the second time in as many days the two of them were paired together. Then Hole 5 happened.
Both men had major problems, resulting in a double bogey from the leader and a bogey from the challenger. But the real point of separation came on what happened next, because they were now tied at (-18).
On Hole 6 Rory McIlroy took the lead and never gave it back; he gave Oosthuizen a fighting chance, for the kid from Northern Ireland didn’t really run away and hide, but there was never really a doubt.
The Top Seventy Advanced, and the How
The last two in were Dicky Pride and Charley Hoffman, but they both had very different Sundays. Yes, it’s true they both jumped up on a day when many jumped out of the top-70 cutline, yet Pride shot four consistent rounds (three under par and in the sixties other than a 72 on Friday); Hoffman, however, had a fairly dramatic Sunday round—not in a good way either.
On the outside looking in was Jonas Blixt at 71st, and Mr. Hoffman was falling quickly, for the wheels feel off and he had to save himself from a fiery demise on the side of the road, and therefore watch the Swede capitalize on his misfortune.
Somehow, someway, Hoffman managed to grind out enough pars during a round in which he shot a (+5) 76 and fall just far enough on the leader board to still make the grade. Magnificent television.
BMW Championship at Crooked Stick
Pgatour.com calls it “Peter Dye’s first great course design”, but no one really cares about that, do they?
Justin Rose took the thing last year, yet once again, you’ll have to look elsewhere to find the forthcoming victor.
I took Dustin Johnson last week, and I’ll pick him yet again; why on earth not? Others to watch are Tiger Woods and Steve Stricker—maybe even Jim Furyk finally wins one this year; I don’t know; this thing needs to start not, for I’m dying of anticipation. What am I going to do when they take next week-end off…
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