Masters Collapse Will Sting For A While But Jordan Spieth Will Be Fine
Greg Norman, whose swashbuckling game was made for the Masters, had a six-shot lead. No one had ever surrendered a lead so big in the history of majors. As the legendary British golf writer Peter Dobereiner, courage reinforced by a gin and tonic or two, told the Shark as they stood next to each other at the urinal that Saturday night, “not even you can f— this up, Greg."...