Attending a US Open practice round at Merion was one of the thrills of my life. I didn't care if I was slogging through the mud following group after group. The tight course was crowded in spite of the mud. I didn't care. To see so many of the professionals was a real delight and one that I will remember for the rest of my life. But the real treat of the day occurred as I was headed to the car. As I rounded the stands behind 18, I noticed a small group forming along 1. Thinking another ...
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