I've seen balls flying in directions that I didn't think possible. I've seen shanks, skulls, double-hits, and chunks. I've seen fades that don't fade, draws that don't draw, and flop shots that don't flop. In short, every now and then these guys look a lot like us. That's why I love to watch the U.S. Open.
Every hole is a disaster waiting to happen, and everyone knows it.
The Open is truly a marathon event, and the pressure must be immense. I can appreciate a 300-yard drive hit on a string just like the next guy, but I really love the recovery shots that the pros have to face. Think about how many times you've seen this happen. The golfer is staring at a downhill chip, on a fast green, with the cup about 15 feet from the fringe. Unfortunately, he is standing in three-foot high rough at the time.