You dry-eyed cynics who find haven in Grey Goatee Nation — we get you — watched Tiger Woods tee off on 18 this morning at St Andrews. You watched him walk across the bridge o’er Swilcan Burn, perhaps for the last time as an active player. He’s hurt, and we hurt for him, and you — we understand, we really do — got a little leaky around the eyes. Oh, yes you did.
If you had a similar reaction to Dustin Johnson’s 67 today that (briefly) earned him leadership in the venerable clubhouse, we would worry about you, we sincerely would.