Xander Schauffele made a distressing triple at 16 after a run of birdies and a Matsuyma bogey had him knocking. Boris closed with a birdie, good enough for solo second.
So syllables aside, and Hideki Matsuyama has a cluster, he’s the Masters champion. It’s history enough that Matsuyama is the first Masters winner from Japan. He’ll take an interpreter with him to Butler Cabin for all the questions he won’t mind answering, not today.
The hardest work now belongs to the engraver of the Masters trophy, which besides that green jacket thing accrues to the champion.
For Boris Zalatoris, 24, the wiry blond kid who hits it a shit-ton, he earned north of a million dollars and forced the Great Grey Nation to read up on him. Did you know: He tied for sixth at the rescheduled U.S. Open last September.
That earned him and all his syllables exemption into this year’s Open in June at Torrey Pines, where he won’t be the upstart in the field — he’ll be listed among the pre-tournament contenders, the only one ever called Boris.