
Tom Watson’s magical run at the British Open came to a disappointing close today, as the 59-year-old gave away his lead on the 72nd hole and succumbed to Stewart Chink Cink in a four-hole playoff at Turnberry. But that doesn’t scratch the surface of how sad it was to watch the collapse. Watson needed to make a relatively short par putt on the final hole in order become the oldest player to win a major championship, but he muffed it and finished the day at -2 with Cink, who notched four birdies on the back nine to close the gap, including a clutch putt on 18.
And then the playoff. Yikes. Watson suddenly became allergic to the fairways, bogeying #5, saving par on 6 thanks to a miracle blind chip into the sun, then double-bogeying 17 after two shots in the rough. Cink, meanwhile, birdied two of the first three holes, making 18 all but irrelevant.
So the Claret Jug goes to Cink, while sports fans and the AARP get a weathered, time-worn frowny face. But cheers to Watson just the same — it was nice to root for someone besides Tiger Woods for once.


I guess I’ve got to wake up earlier on Sundays
Leaving your putt short on 18 to win the Open — that’s a paddlin’.
Call this an unfair generalization if you must, but old people are no good at everything.
/glad it wasn’t Tiger that beat him. Not that I have any particular animosity towards Tiger, it just would have been that much more heartbreaking.
I usually collapse in the latter holes when I golf, too. Not because I’m old, but because I’m done with my whiskey 5th by then.
@Mark2009 – I think I know why people don’t like him. Cuz it’s an interacial site and old people are racist.
I feel sorry for Tom because he can’t get it up and down on 18′s anymore
Similar to Cink I spent the weekend with the ‘Clarett jug’…which of course was the bottle of Vodka in the front seat of my car next to my AK-47