Adam Scott’s Redemption

I was pulling for “El Pato” Cabrera in the last round of the Masters, but you have to give credit to Adam Scott for making birdie putts down the stretch to win his first major in another stunning playoff. (As an aside, I knew he’d make his putt because no Masters sudden death playoff has ever gone more than 2 holes, which in itself I find incredible). After losing last year’s British Open in such a dramatic and gut-wrenching fashion to Ernie Els, Scott can now rest easy, knowing he has the stuff to win down the stretch. No more “what ifs” for him. And what a contrast in styles of the two players. I love Cabrerra. He lumbers down the fairways like a guy looking for a beer and a sandwich at the 19th hole, but goes after that ball with a ferocity reflective of his hardscrabble life growing up in Cordoba, Argentina. Scott, on the other hand, is the pretty boy with the chisled body and mechanical swing that’s as powerful as it is pretty. I only hope he can keep winning. Don’t be Stewart Cink buddy, that is, win your major and disappear. Win some more, or at least challenge, and you can do that even with the short putter when the anchoring ban takes effect. Scott is still young, and if he wins a couple of more majors and at least 15 tournaments, I’ll get over him denying Angel of his third major.