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Augusta, him. – After picking up one of the worst results in the history of the Lord, Nick Dunlap withdrew to his house for rent.
No longer uncomfortable. No more.
He was no longer angry. No more.
No, he was just disappointed now – that muttering, he sank all of himself into something with something to show for it.
And so, after Shooting 90 in the first round of 89th Masters, Dunlap sent his coach, Clarke Holter, to the nearest goal to buy the sports goods department.
Grab all the balls, Dunlap told him. There was no important brand. They were not bonding colors. Were not connections to flight characteristics.
You just get a few values of the bucket.
When Holter returned, Dunlap went to the yard, put Tee in the ground, and withdrew after shooting into the woods, searching the end of his recurring nightmares.
“It’s frustrating,” he said. “It’s hard to put everything you have in something and feel like you’re not getting better.”
Here it is worth a break to remember that Dunlap is not some overloaded junior or fluky qualifier or aging warriors. He is 21. and properly charged as one of the following phenoms. Fifteen months ago, Dunlap became the first amateur of Phil Mickelson in 1991. years to win the PGA tour as amateur. That week in California desert shot at 29 floor and beat Xander Schaufel and Justin Thomas and 141 others.
Then Dunlap was just Sophomore in Alabama, eager to compete him at the most competitive tour in the world on the exemption of sponsors. He did not have expectations to win; He just got some worth experience, I hope you make a cut, then return to Tuscaloos to continue your career in college.
But that’s not how it played. As soon as he opened 18, his life changed forever. Along with victory he had the opportunity to take advantage of the current membership of the PGA Tour. Access to money, world points, signature events. Wishing to return to school, his friends and his teammates and his cough life, sounded sweet and cute; It was simply not practical, not in this current tourist environment.
So Dunlap turned the pro, he withstood several growing pain as he learned about a pro life in real time, then put enough summer to win again. Before Long, he was until no. 30 in world ranking. Certified Stud.
This season had a few bright stains: a top-10 on Sony, another decent signature display in Torrey Pines. But the problems started leaking into his momentum last December and gradually worsened. For the last few weeks, with Tee, he had a small idea where the ball was on. Large numbers began to appear. 80 on Friday at Hill in Bay. Power next week, another 80 on TPC Pilari. Even worse is his driving statistics: 186th on the tour. Dead last. Loss more than shooting and a half on the field with the driver every time he attended it.
“I hit hundreds of golf balls that didn’t all see,” he said. “I do it alone, not getting better, so it’s pretty frustrating.”
Then they arrived on Thursday on the Masters, and he did not hide, his swings of the flaws were exposed to unimaginable ways. He couldn’t stop him, he said, like a rope sliding through his fingers. He played with the wrong nicest roads and hit only six greenery and recorded 18- over 90 despite not three of one green color.
. “I’m trying to do something I don’t think he won’t work in the first place, so it’s very hard to step up there and see something good that happens.”
As the second round took place in 89. Place of masters tournaments
Dunlap’s first cake was not the highest score in the history of the master – that honor, it belongs to Charlie Kunkle, but he shot 95 in 1956. – But he sent Dunlap in a darker place than he could ever imagine a year ago. He briefly thought he was pulling from the event, about trying to preserve his face.
“But I would never let me do that,” he said. “I’ll never stop. I never pulled out of anything. I never attended that and I didn’t end. I’m proud to be proud of, and I’ll always be.”
But Dunlap still had anxiety while he swept Magnolia Lane on Friday morning. What can awful awes can be waiting for now.
“I had more nodes in my stomach today than I ever started a round of golf,” he said.
Quiet by nature, Dunlap tried to collect as much positive energy as he could. After each shot, even wild errors, he talked to Caddy Hunter Hamrik about anything but what took place in front of them. Then he would settle back into the recording, give him everything and persecute afterwards.
Little by little, he made a score. The driver bail, he picked up birds at 3 and 4. Another fell to number 8, even while terribly out of the position. He cautiously navigated his via Amen Corner, nothing beautiful, and he added another bird on a par-5 15th.
“My 3-wood 15,” he said, “Is the first free golf momentum I probably had in four weeks.”
Yes, I’m incredible, Dunlap was 4 under the day. One of the best rounds of the day! He defied all the logic and belief; If he had boarded the club house, he would set a master record for the greatest one-day improvement, 22 moves.
But Dunlap was quick to remind us that he was not magically fixed overnight, that something inside was breaking something and trying to fix it in front of the biggest audience of the year. He put on the last three holes, the last two after the monsters fail left and signed for 71.
“The problem isn’t just gone,” he said.
Dunlap replied from the journalists of all 21 questions, sincerely and honestly, some will be harder to restart from others. At one point, he asked what he meant about this lifestyle, now that he has been in it for more than a year, now that he experienced the elation and shame in equal to the same extent.
“It is extremely rewarding and extremely humiliation and frustrating at the same time,” he said. “Professional golf can be a very lonely place, especially when you are playing poorly. You come in a lot of historical and amazing places, and especially it can’t be found to be able to play and play and play Augusta today, so it could have been much worse.”
He was proud of his detailed result, his resistance, clean fact that he appeared for his second round at all. He hopes that the feeling of his striped tree will be worn for the next few days, weeks, months. He hopes he found the direction he wants to go with his game, even if he doesn’t know how to get there in this vulnerable moment. Hopes for a better result next week.
“I tried to enjoy the hardest time today, for everything worth it,” he said. “It’s just very frustrating that my game is at this time, and hard not focus on it. I’m a competitor, and I love this game. Just don’t love me now.”
