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Golf Australia Express : Issue 31
of us. He doesn’t see straight shots; like an astronomer he sees in curves. Standing over his ball among pines, Bubba didn’t seem fazed by what lay ahead. In fact he was championed by it. While the rest of us were seeing another heartbreak about to unfold, Bubba saw just one thing: “A perfect draw.” Then it happened. From 164 yards out, the Other Lefty ripped a 40-yard hook with 52-degree wedge below overhanging branches then over a pine to eventually nestle 10 feet from the hole. Heads shook in amazement while others wooed with excitement. The artist had signed his work in signature fashion—the picture was complete. While Bubba’s story is one for the dreamers—a small town, self-taught golfer without a coach who went on to win the Masters— the man himself never thought about owning a green jacket. “I never got this far in my dreams,” he said at the jacket presentation. In many ways, Bubba’s the anti-golfer. He’s never had a golf lesson, doesn’t believe in training aids and lets his mind wander further during a competitive round than a meditative monk at prayer time. “I don’t even know what happened on the back nine,” he admits. “[I] hit a crazy shot that I saw in my head and somehow I’m talking with a green jacket on." YETDESPITE DOWNPLAYING his talent, Bubba is good. Very good. And he showed the world on Sunday than even a jittery, unorthodox—perhaps abstract—player could covet golf’s most sought after prize against the odds. In many ways, he is a People’s Champion. But it’s more than just his on-course persona that endears him to hordes of golf fans. As a member of the Golf Boys and through a serious of silly, knockabout video clips posted on his website, Bubba’s shown a personal (and fun) side of himself that golfers have traditionally kept hidden from the public. He even lightened up an awkward and stuffy jacket presentation on Sunday with a line quintessentially Bubba. After 2011 Masters winner Charl Schwartzel placed the green number on the new champ, Bubba turned to him and quipped, “Hey, now I look like you.” Off the cuff and never rehearsed, Bubba wears his heart on his sleeve, PLAYER THE
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