Our stoic region rejoiced 51 weeks ago when Iowegian Zach Johnson employed a controlled, conservative, Midwestern approach to win the Masters.
This was a wonderful story, with one exception: Zach Johnson employed a controlled, conservative, Midwestern approach to win the Masters.
That approach should not work at what should be the best and most dramatic of all majors.
Once upon a time, when legends prowled Augusta National, winning the Masters meant standing in the fairway at 13 or 15, pulling out a 3-wood or 2-iron and trying to hit a shot for the ages. And by "once upon a time," we mean 2001 through 2006, when Tiger Woods and Phil Mickelson combined for five Masters titles.
While the U.S. Open is defined by punitive greens and rough, the British Open by punitive weather and fescue and the PGA by deep fields and unlikely winners, the Masters always was defined by great players creating great shots and HD-quality memories. The back nine of the Masters guaranteed more drama than your average Super Bowl or World Series.
Johnson, though, played with all the passion and daring of someone opening a checking account. On a course once known for its risk-reward shots, Johnson avoided risk and was still rewarded with a green jacket. In four rounds he never tried to reach a par-5 in two shots, preferring to lay up and win the tournament with his wedge and putter.
It was almost as disconcerting as watching Eli Manning win the Super Bowl.
Remember, Jack Nicklaus rarely used his wedges for anything but chipping and sand play when he was in his prime at Augusta.