- Brian Murphy at Yahoo Sports6 days ago
When the World Golf Championships-Cadillac Championship took place at Doral, the boast by organizers was of the "top 50 players in the world" jousting for the cup. And "top 50" was code for Tiger, Rory, Phil and other assorted first-name-only dudes.
Little did anyone know it would be a brand-new first name-only player who would go wire-to-wire to win Doral for his third PGA Tour win at age 23, metaphorically slapping the bumper sticker on his courtesy car that reads: "HOW'S MY PLAYING? DIAL 1-800-EAT-DUST."
Yep, that's Patrick's game.
If you have to ask who Patrick is, you haven't been following the exploits of the thick-forearmed, scruffy-faced, necklace-wearing Patrick Reed, who alternately laughed off and sweated through challenges from the world's best to fire a final-round 72 to back up Saturday's 69 and bag his third PGA Tour win in the past seven months.
- Yahoo Sports12 days ago
They don't make golfers more tantalizing, or frustrating, than young Rory McIlroy.
Two major championships by age 23, the most buttery of golf swings, a humble, grounded, approachable persona – heck, even throw in the appeal of the soft Northern Irish accent – make him about as easy a player to root for since "Champagne" Tony Lema roamed the fairways.
And yet, there is a tragic side to McIlroy's game, even at this tender age. You mix the tragedy with the many bursts of glory, and you have the recipe for McIlroy Madness.
- Yahoo Sports19 days ago
Poor Jason Day. The guy wins the biggest tournament of his career, the guy cements himself, at age 26, as one of golf's great young players, the guy is the World Golf Championships Accenture Match Play champ after an epic, sprawling, knockdown, drag-out 23-hole match, and all anybody can talk about is Victor Dubuisson.
Heck, even Day was talking about Victor Dubuisson. Right after Day finally held off the never-say-die Frenchman, his first words to CBS were: "Victor has a lot of guts … a lot of people knew he was the No. 1 world amateur in 2009, but for a 23-year-old, he's got a lot of game … you're going to see a lot of him for years to come."
Everybody wants to talk Dubuisson.
First off, it's just fun to say. Vic-tor Doo-bwee-sohn … say it in your French accent, and it's even more fun. Veec-tor Dooo-bweee-sohnnnnnn …
- Yahoo Sports26 days ago
The last time we saw Bubba Watson win, it was in the gloaming, at Augusta in 2012, after one of the great shots in Masters history, and he wept and wept and we all learned how he and his wife, Angie, could not conceive a baby and had just adopted their first child and now he was a Masters champ the very week they brought young Caleb home and it all seemed too wildly good and happy to be true.
Flash forward nearly two years, to Sunday at venerable Riviera Country Club in Pacific Palisades, and there was Bubba winning for the first time since then, and there was little Caleb, the adopted boy who is their son, nearly 2-years-old, cuter than cute could possibly be, in his Mommy's arms, shouting "Yay, Daddy!" when his old man capped off a 64-64 weekend at one of America's great golf courses.
You think Bubba was the only one a little misty-eyed?
It's OK, golf fans. You can dab at the corners with a hanky. I'll wait a moment.
OK, we're back.
- Yahoo Sports1 mth ago
We had it all at the 2014 AT&T Pebble Beach National Pro-Am: Crosby weather, Kid Rock saying he spent the Saturday delay in the bar, another Jimmy Walker win and Clint Eastwood, cool as ever at age 83.
Eastwood was the story of the week for saving tournament director Steve John's life with the Heimlich on Wednesday night – true story – and then dropped this raspy-voiced pearl in the CBS booth as Walker tried to hang on for dear life on the 18th hole at Pebble:
"There'll be a big check for whoever doesn't choke down there."
File that in the 'Clint Classics' file, along with his eternally hip cinema lines like "Make my day" and "Nobody, I mean, nobody puts ketchup on a hot dog", scarring for life those of us who do, now sheepishly, enjoy ketchup on a hot dog. Clint also dusted off some beauties at Pebble, once decrying players who complain about the weather as "candy asses", and then Sunday verbalizing, Johnny Miller-style, what we were all thinking as Walker wobbled home: Don't choke!
- Brian Murphy at Yahoo Sports1 mth ago
Let’s quickly get the Kevin Stadler-was-wearing-Broncos-orange and Kevin-Stadler-is-a-Broncos-fan jokes out of the way early:
Q: What’s the difference between Kevin Stadler’s Phoenix Open win and the Broncos’ Super Bowl flameout?
A: One showed up on time; one never showed up.
Q: What happened to Stadler’s favorite QB, Peyton Manning?
A: Turns out spending Saturday at TPC Scottsdale’s 16th hole was a baaaaaad idea . . .
All right, all right. We could go on. But in reality, the only bad thing to happen to Kevin Stadler on Sunday was the fate of his beloved NFL team, which laid one of the biggest, stinkiest eggs in Super Bowl history. And the Broncos know from laying big, stinky eggs in Super Bowls. Oh! Cheap shot. Sorry, Kevin.
Otherwise, Sunday was Super for Kevin Stadler.
- Yahoo Sports1 mth ago
Have to admit, didn’t think the name ‘Scott Stallings’ was going to be a part of today’s column.
I mean, Torrey Pines, right? You start by spell-checking ‘Tiger’ and ‘Woods’, you rack your brain thinking of the new Tiger Angle at Torrey, and then you leave a little bit of your column for Phil Mickelson and you call it a day. That’s Torrey in January: Tiger, Tiger, Tiger, a little Phil, some more Tiger, and we’re off to Phoenix.
And yet, by Sunday morning on the bluffs above La Jolla, neither of those dudes was even on the premises. That’s a problem for a golf writer.
So I began plotting my Jordan Spieth Column, the one in which he becomes the third-youngest player in the history of the game to win twice on the PGA Tour. But then Spieth got stuck in neutral, and never found his rhythm, and quite frankly looked a little anxious in the spotlight.
That left the Gary Woodland Story. OK, we can work with that. Woodland is one of the biggest bombers on Tour, and at age 29 was perhaps ready to build on his two previous Tour wins to become a figure on the scene this year. But things got weird for Woodland on the 17th hole.
- Yahoo Sports1 mth ago
This column comes to you today with a heavy heart, sports fans. As a lifelong resident of the San Francisco Bay Area and avid 49ers fan, the sting of the NFC championship loss in Seattle has me grasping for something, anything to ease the pain.
Patrick Reed, come on down. Why the heck not?
The stocky 23-year-old not only dazzled the record books with his trifecta of 63s to open the Humana Challenge in the California desert, he closed the deal when he had to on Sunday with some key putts at the finish of his final-round 71 to win for the second time in just 46 starts. The kid is a winner, a finisher.
Does that make him, say, the Richard Sherman of the PGA Tour?
- Yahoo Sports2 mths ago
The first full-field event of the 2014 PGA Tour calendar year goes to a soft-spoken, big-hitting Texan named Jimmy Walker, and give him a moment before you high-five him – he might be busy studying congratulatory and cautionary texts from Ryan Palmer, Johnson Wagner and Russell Henley.
That's the curse of the Sony Open at Waialae. Because it's the lid-lifter in January, the post-Rose Bowl, post-Kapalua, pre-California Swing event, we tend to get all excited about it. Look! It's Honolulu! It's a full field! There's waves and surfers! Whoever wins this event must be awesome and destined to win the Grand Slam!
Or something like that.
So, the names of Palmer, Wagner and Henley were invoked to give an example. Each won the Sony Open: Palmer in 2010, Wagner in 2012, Henley in 2013, and each has yet to win since. All praise and career guarantees heaped upon them was likely premature. Or, to paraphrase Harvey Keitel's 'Wolf' from "Pulp Fiction", "Wellll … let's not start Sony-ing each other's Opens just yet."
- Yahoo Sports2 mths ago
Happy New Year, fellow duffers. Let's get right down to business, catching up with our favorite golf protagonists as 2014 dawns and the Maui Ritz Carlton bar rings up soda pop after soda pop for the still-not-legal-to-drink Jordan Spieth.
And those scores you saw on the leader board at the season-opening Hyundai Tournament of Champions, like -19 and -18 and -17 … yeah, those weren't temperatures. Sorry, Midwest.