Bryson DeChambeau, the human launch monitor who looks like he bench-presses physics textbooks, has become golf’s most reliable export of controlled chaos. While the rest of the planet argues over tariffs, carbon credits, and whose submarine is parked in whose harbor, DeChambeau is busy re-engineering the supposedly pastoral game into something resembling a NASA stress…
Sergio García: The Man Who Turned a Golf Club into a Global Rorschach Test By Our Correspondent in a Café That Charges Extra for Existential Dread If you mention “Sergio García” in a Madrid tapas bar, a Dubai boardroom, a Tokyo driving range, or a Wyoming truck stop, the reactions split faster than a Brexit…
Rory McIlroy: The Last Romantic in the Age of Sport-Washing By Our Man in the Rough DUBAI — While the rest of us are busy price-checking canned beans and wondering which hemisphere will ignite first this summer, Rory McIlroy is still out there trying to hit a tiny sphere into a slightly larger hole with…
