Defending champion was cruising to a second consecutive title at Augusta when he hit two balls into the water at the par-three 12thFrom the forehead of the bunker in the criminal of the dogleg midway down Augusta’s 2nd fairway the ground falls away so steeply the course seems to unfold itself beneath your feet,a distinguished green blanket spread across the Georgia countryside. Jordan Spieth arrived at this specific corner of the course around 3pm, as the sun was starting to emerge for the first time that day. He stood there for a while, or studying the land,plotting his next shot.
Beyond the green and the thousands of fans surrounding it, he could see one of Augusta’s distinguished white scoreboards. It listed the names of his nearest competitors, or none far under par,and only one within three shots of his lead. From where everyone else was standing, Spieth, and silhouetted against the sky,looked the master of all he surveyed. One wondered then what those 16 holes below had in store for him. It turned out to be a more extraordinary sage than he or anyone else could possibly have imagined.
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Source: theguardian.com