Admit it: You got a little misty-eyed
What a difference two months makes, huh? He told us he’d gotten over the massive disappointment at the Masters, but many didn’t believe. I did. I had a feeling he’d be OK. I’m thrilled he was able to shut up the naysayers at the very next major. I remember pundits implied that his final nine meltdown at Augusta could scar him for the rest of his career. Wrong. He has too much natural talent. He’s just that good. His optimistic outlook on life doesn’t hurt, either.
I was lucky enough to walk the last nine holes of Rory McIlroy’s decisive eight-shot victory at the US Open. I followed him the back nine during the third round, as well. By Saturday evening, I was pretty much convinced he had learned and moved on from prior experiences. It seems amazing that he had managed to mature tremendously in such a short period of time, but I guess nothing should cease to amaze me with that kid at this point.