Word: zoeller
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GRANDEST CONCESSION. Australian Greg Norman waving a white playoff towel at Fuzzy Zoeller, who the day before had flapped his towel in mock surrender to Norman. The U.S. Open showed the courtliness of golf and brought a grace note of laughter to sport...
This is not to say that very many have the temperament of Frank Urban Zoeller, 32, who whistles while he plays. Or that an eight-stroke drubbing was casually accepted by Norman, 29, a hatchet-faced Australian able to hit the ball prodigious distances in unpredictable directions. "I needed something special. It never happened," he said after the playoff. "I feel disappointed and hollow." While it is the nature of contests that today's defeat can make yesterday's victory seem meaningless, neither a 160-yd., 6-iron shot into the 18th grandstand nor a 40-ft. putt...
...Zoeller is right about the game's impolite tendencies. Ten years ago, venerable Winged Foot in Mamaroneck, N.Y., was outfitted by the United States Golf Association as retaliation for Johnny Miller's final 63 in the previous Open. To charges that at times they have attempted to mortify the world's greatest golfer, U.S.G.A. officials always answer no, they were only trying to identify him, never explaining how they might happen to identify him as Orville Moody or Andy North...
...days, but his seven-over-par score won the tournament by two shots. This year, when agronomists left the course relatively alone, Irwin led with three sub-par rounds before collapsing spectacularly under the combined weight of Winged Foot's patient vengeance and a second straight day of Zoeller's rollicking gallery. These days a golfer unafraid to smile is likely to be followed anywhere. Before the playoff, Zoeller said, "I kept hearing people say, 'Don't let the money out of the country.' Hell, it's only going to Orlando." Norman recently moved...
Making a 68-ft. putt without trying to, Zoeller took a three-stroke lead on the second hole. Norman three-putted three of the first five, and the most meaningful championship in golf turned into a brisk 3-hr. 15-min. walk. When Zoeller missed a birdie putt near the close of his handsome 67, Norman in jest made the sort of choking sign that professional basketball players flash to each other in earnest. Then he went to his own ball. "Knock it in," Fuzzy said softly...