Jon Rahm Just Hit The Most Absurd Shank In Masters™ History

Honest to god for one second Jon Rahm was each and every one of us 2pm on the local muni course 8 beers deep at the turn in 90+ degrees of extreme humidity. You’re dragging ass. You suck. You’re one buddy is wayyyyyy better. It’s scotch doubles stroke play and you haven’t found a green in regulation since last September and boy did that round feel good. But never mind that now. It’s the 10th hole and your partner Frank needs you to just get it close enough to chip on and two putt. Thanks Frank. You haven’t broken 90 since senior year of high school but that won’t stop Frank from mapping out your next 4 shots like you aren’t about to drill that 4-iron directly into that lady’s backyard. Whatever don’t live on a golf course.

Only difference here is John Rahm can’t casually drop a Marlborro light next to his ball in between shots. I love those guys.