Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays on the PGA Tour—practice days, warmup days—are cute. But on Thursday mornings, the scores start to count. The decibels shrink. Caddy conversations are short. No one lingers on the range. It’s cordial, sure, but the movement is purposeful. Point A to Point B. On this particular morning, at Renaissance Club in July, my pro seemed to be battling a case of the tugs with his driving iron, but he clearly wasn’t too bothered. Perennial major contender Cam Smith had just... Read this story
