“I don’t know what to say,” sighed Mickelson. “It was a disappointing day.”
Art Spander
He has been through it all. He felt that all the years of competition gave him an edge.
“It doesn’t bother me at all. It’s part of the deal. I’m to the point where I can laugh at it now.”
The difference in him seems inexplicable, although many have given explanations. Or were they excuses?
It was a fairytale undone, as much by the hero as the supposed villain.
He’s 40 now. Still hits the ball beautifully. Still struggles on occasion with putting. Still works to improve.
What is that, three days without an official round?
We could watch, on television. We couldn’t cheer. As at all the other events, that is the norm.
It is an old tale of aging. They remember what they used to do and wonder why they can’t do it any longer.
He could become the first Chinese golfer to win a major. But let us not get too far ahead.
