It used to exasperate Steve Williams that Tiger Woods chipped spectacularly from difficult lies only to often flub the straightforward ones.
I thought of Woods’ estranged caddie on the very first hole at Quail Hollow on a hot and steamy Thursday afternoon, where Woods faced a relatively innocuous shot from 15 feet on the fringe.
He elected to chip, even though he could’ve easily putted.
He probably wished he had putted, because he managed to hit the chip so fat it only got halfway to the hole.
“I didn’t want to hit it past the hole and run it back down that hill,” he said later.
“Obviously, I flubbed it.”
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