AUGUSTA, Ga. — What to make of Scottie Scheffler, the guy who just performed a clinical dissection of the Masters?
Even when Scheffler jarred the kind of great/lucky shot that eventually bends the Fates to a player’s will – a 29-yard bump and run that was moving like it was on the run from the cops before disappearing into the hole for birdie on No. 3 – he held tight rein on his emotions. A couple quick, low-key fist pumps before plucking his ball from the hole because, well, he had to.
Yet this was the same guy who later admitted he was a bit of mess on the morning before shooting a very composed 71 to win the Masters by three shots. Beneath the stone, there is pudding. In his champion’s press conference Sunday night, Scheffler let the world in on a telling and touching exchange with his wife Meredith before the final round.
