Northern Ireland’s Portrush – Rory McIlroy stood on the 17th tee, one of the highest points of Royal Prownus – and played in the open championship game.
To his left, there is a hillside with many fans hoping to catch a glimpse of his tee. To his right, more and more fans pushing towards the ropes just to get themselves closer. McIlroy allowed himself to smile as he waited for the hit. The hymn begins soon.
“Roy!Roy!Roy!”
They were going all day – he was making a birdie in the opening hole, and his loud noise came when he scored another birdie on 2, when he hit his approach in 444 and the quarter started. Eight holes later, on the 12th, the noise reached its climax. McIlroy’s 56-foot hawk putt tilted to the bottom of the hole. Fist pump. roar. This is the moment they are all waiting for.
“When this ball comes in, the roar is crazy. It’s crazy all day, but the noise after putting comes in is incredible,” McIlroy said. “It was a really cool moment…it’s probably one of the coolest moments I’ve ever had on the golf course.”
All day, thousands of fans – both from Northern Ireland and later – seem to have taken McIlroy from the hole to the hole. Bird or bogey, the noise is there, and when he reaches every green, it gradually becomes.
At every turn, through dunes and crosswalks, in every crowded hill and party location, the crowd reminds people that McIlroy was and used to be the main event of the week. Outside the hotel next to the Fourth Fairway, a group of workers stood on a single file line and watched McIlroy. Next to the fifth green, fans climb from nearby beaches to the top of the dunes, giving them a glimpse of the action.
Once McIlroy was able to hit that 17th tee, his footage found the right gallery. A fan picked up his ball – anything brings them closer to the hometown hero. McIlroy replaced it with a green bunker while standing among his group of followers and landed it safely on the green. He walked forward, and the crowd split like the Red Sea allowed him to rebuild behind him, growing bigger for the second time.
“Roy!Roy!Roy!”
All over Saturday, their dreams and McIlroy were alive. Yet, between moments of madness, the most inevitable force of the sport is shrouded in silence.
Enter Scottie Scheffler.
Royal depicts the 17th green and the 13th green are connected, and Schaffler stands on the top of the hill opposite as McIlroy tracks his birdie putt. Scheffler’s T-shirt shooting landed – where is it? – High sales. McIlroy kept stealing glimpses on the scoreboard throughout the day to see where he stood. This time, the harsh reality he faced was staring at him.
“Scottie Scheffler is – it’s inevitable,” McIlroy said. “Even if he doesn’t have the best. He’s so solid. He’s not making any mistakes.”
Scheffler scored par at 13 and added another birdie to the Calamity Corner, a tough, long 3-3 16-hole that made the player fit all week. Not Scheffler. He had already taken it for three days.
“There doesn’t seem to be any weakness there,” McIlroy said. “It’s hard to do whenever you try to chase someone like that.”
Shefleur was frustrating more than McIlroy’s dream. Matthew Fitzpatrick entered Sunday’s five shots. He started the day with just one shot. Russell Henley shot 65 on Saturday, and Xander Schauffele shot 66 from the field. Both were 7 shots behind and felt like Sunday’s spear.
“When I watched Scottie play a lot of games, he was just doing his thing to me,” Schauffele said. “He often went to that place and that was a good thing for him.” ”
“He’s incredible,” said Harris English, who is like McIlroy. “I can’t say anything to that guy. It’s really impressive to look at it, it’s incredible what he’s doing.”
Even if there was no fading out and not fading out of 69 rounds, it left him with four goals defeated by Scheffler and Sunday’s final group, he wasn’t relying on acknowledging his position.
Li said: “There are four shots behind the scenes, which is a bit like a second time.” “Especially for playing[ing] With the world number 1. ”
As the players couldn’t help but recognize Scheffler’s outstanding performance, almost disturbing ways, Scheffler himself will downplay them at every step. Even showing his own great objective example – the fact that he had closed nine consecutive 54 holes of lead – Schiffler shrugged.
“Your guess is as good as mine,” Schefler said to the question of why he works so well. “I like to compete here.”
Even if he lamented the fickle nature of winning like he did earlier this week, Scheffler’s obsession with competition (whether he liked it or not), or brought him to a place where he was chasing the history of golf, the ghost of golf and the comparison of tiger Woods were chased by everyone, and tiger’s ghost will continue to gain, not loss, steam, steam, steam. With Sunday’s victory, Schefler will be the fourth player to win the Open, Masters and PGA titles before his 30th birthday. The last one is Woods.
McIlroy and everyone else behind him must believe they control their fate on Sunday. But in reality, their hope depends on the performance of a person who dreams of making a living.
