Jordan Spieth Doesn’t Need To Be Flamboyant- He’s Got It All
If you were asked to describe Jordan Spieth as a golfer, you may find it a little difficult to put into words how to describe him. He isn’t flamboyant or flashy in any way, or loud and cocky.
He comes across as a cool level headed young man who doesn’t seem to get phased by anything. When things don’t seem to be going right on a particular hole, the next hole he just as likely to hit a birdie. He doesn’t appear to let things worry him on the golf course, have a bad hole, then move onto the next one.
Jordan’s game can be described as solid and consistent. He doesn’t hit the longest drives, he isn’t number one on the putting green, but his overall ability allows him to consistently hit great scores which has elevated to one of the best young talents, not just in America but the world.
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Story By Joe Posnanski For Golfchannel.com
ST. ANDREWS, Scotland – Golf, like boxing and tennis and track and all other individual sports, relies on the power of its stars. It’s an inevitable thing, really.
In team sports like baseball or football, fandom builds from countless things. Geography. History. Team colors. A Dodgers fan, a Bears fan, a Spurs fan might be rooting for the team of her father or favorite teacher or the first team she ever saw in person or any other reason.
But in golf, like those other individual sports, a player must give you a reason to care. There are thousands of professional golfers around the world and all of them have honed their skills to the level of magic. When compared to our own meager games, all of them can crush long drives and hit precise iron shots and make the golf ball hop gently out of the sand. Follow any medium-level professional for 18 holes and you will see something remarkable.
The larger game of golf thrives when a few of them – and usually one in particular – stands out, thrills us, captivates us, angers us in ways that consistently leave us awed and surprised. Think Ali. Think Bolt. Think Serena. Think Tiger. It’s a rare thing.
Most athletes, even some of the most fantastic ones, just don’t have that extra push, they just don’t quite enthrall us like that. We admire them, applaud them, even root for them. But they never quite grab us emotionally. We don’t quite love them. We don’t quite loathe them either. They leave us unmoved.
Sunday at St. Andrews, for just a few moments, Jordan Spieth once again pulled golf out of that pleasant monotony and made it riveting and chilling and fun. It’s amazing that it is Spieth playing this role. A year ago, if you had to pick the new Tiger Woods, the player who might step out of the moment and make golf big and colorful and cool, Spieth probably would have been about the 15th choice. Rory McIlroy was the one with everything then, and you had a long list of players (Dustin Johnson? Rickie Fowler? Jason Day? Louis Oosthuizen?) with silkier swings and longer drives and more obvious gifts.
It’s funny, even now – even as Spieth finishes a break or two away from becoming the first man since Ben Hogan to win the first three legs of golf’s Grand Slam – people struggle to put into words just what it is that makes Spieth good. He doesn’t hit it that far. He doesn’t hit it that high. He doesn’t hit it that close. He’s not a machine of consistency. You will hear even enlightened experts talk about Spieth’s lack of weapons.
The trouble is that the mind tends to deconstruct things because we can’t quite see the whole mosaic. We tend to think of great players in terms of the numerous skills they possess. How far does he drive it? How good are his long irons? How well does he putt it? How is his chipping game? Rank each of these things on a 10-point scale and add them up.
This is not golf. Golf is about putting the ball in the hole in the fewest shots, and in this Jordan Spieth’s genius is mesmerizing. His golf is an orchestra; the violins and cellos and flutes and drums blend together. There are no soloists.
At Augusta, he smashed the record for most birdies made. At the U.S. Open, he shot the lowest score on a quirky course with chewed up greens that left the others grumbling. Heck, a week before the Open Championship, against the unrequested advice of millions, he showed up at the John Deere Classic in Illinois to get the feeling of being in contention hitting shots under pressure.
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