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You just had to put the kettle on again and admire the wonder of this best of British Opens for decades. There was no let up. Garcia was a determined man that day with fire in his belly while Fowler drove into the zone with fiery headlights in his eyes.

Fowler's birdie blitz was as spectacular as it was unbelievable. He had the Midas touch and when another one went down into the bowl like so many peas, he had also moved to within two shots of the lead after McIlroy birdied the 16
th
to erase the bogey on the par-three 13
th
.

That 16
th
hole drew a sigh of relief from Rory. With a two shot lead on the 17
th
tee, at that moment you could see him flick the switch from ‘attack' mode into ‘defensive' mode. Quite literally you could see him relax and detensify (a new word for Oxford) himself.

Not for him were there going to be any heroics or bravado or gung-ho acts. Mickelson blew a US Open doing precisely that but Rory had worked so hard for this. It was time to cruise home by playing the percentages – nothing fancy, just pars.

A par at the dangerous 17
th
and a Sunday stroll of a par at the par- five final hole was his victory lap.
‘Rory McIlroy, 2014 British Open Champion'
was now official and soon he would be hailed as such by the presentation committee.

It was easy at the start, it was easy at the end, but in the middle he was frantically splashing about in the deep end. Ultimately though, it ended in a controlled performance of some majesty.

Rosy, his mother, ran on to the green for a monster hug while dad Gerry was probably trying to collect his winnings from the bookies. Ten years before he and three friends placed £100 at 500/1 on Rory winning the Open by the age of 25. Nice one! Go collect, Gerry.

That was a cool £50,000 each and apparently one of the four was offered £15,000 for his docket the previous day. That is like deciding to swap 50k for 15k but with Rory having a six shot lead there was no way that barter was ever going to happen.

All small change to Rory though. He was lifting the Claret Jug and a cash prize of €1,240,000. Monster money that was hard earned in battling and keeping demons at bay throughout the year and on that particular day.

His third major and the one he craved. The one he mentioned in terms of: ‘when I was a kid my putts were to win the Open', when he inadvertently belittled the Ryder Cup. Well now he had realized all those boyhood moments.

What an Open and what a fantastic win for Rory. It was mature and professional. He held a wise Nicklaus and Watson head on his young shoulders. If he keeps doing it that way, he will bottle the ingredients to more success. Spare a thought for two gallants…

Sergio was equally as good from the very start of the tournament to the last. He was determined to get his hands on the jug to make up for the putt that lipped out to Harrington. ‘I just lost to the better player, simple as that.' is what he said after.

As for Fowler, not alone is he knocking and banging loudly on all doors; he is maturing like a fine wine. Four rounds sub-60 meant that he became only the third man in history to do that and not win the Open.

Then the celebrations began and Rory was photographed by the world's press all over Hoylake including sitting on the edge of a giant bunker. The selfies began with friends and it was a long day's journey into Liverpool night life. Before he left Hoylake he said:

I'm happy I gave myself a cushion because there were a lot of guys coming at me – especially Sergio and Rickie Fowler. Just to be sitting here and looking at this thing and my name on it is a great feeling. It hasn't sunk in yet and I'm going to enjoy it and let it sink in tonight in the company of my family and friends.

Then the records and the comparisons with the legends of the game and the amount of total majors and so many other things were totted up by the statisticians. Of them all, just one matters and it will be eagerly awaited in the coming years.

If Rory McIlroy wins the US Masters at Augusta in April 2015 – or any Masters between now and the day he puts his clubs away – then he will become only the sixth golfer in history to win the Grand Slam of all four majors.

On his fantastic day, the words of a great golf writer from the past – Bernard Darwin – are very apt. Inducted into the ‘World Golf Hall of Fame', he watched the last of his many Opens at that Liverpool course many decades before.

But on a very blustery evening, as Rory did the rounds with trophy in hand, his famous line rang true almost half a century later:

‘Hoylake – blown upon by mighty winds, breeder of mighty champions.'

Chapter 14
Excellence

I
n light of Rory's British Open win, another huge and highly illustrious achievement looks very much within his grasp. He could be on course to put himself down in Majors immortality as the first golfer ever to break the all-time record low round.

That currently stands at -9 under 63 and is actually held jointly by Rory and 25 other players – eight of them in the British Open. He shot his 63 at St Andrews in 2010 and also shot 64 there at the Dunhill Links in October 2014.

His length off the tee where he can reach the green with a driver and iron is such that it seems only a matter of time before he shoots 62 or lower at one of the four majors. That is not meant to belittle the weight of history.

It is really incredible that in almost 150 years of majors, only a select group of 26 has reached the magical mark of 63 – and no 62! In that list are the likes of Nicklaus, Player, Miller, Norman, Singh, Olazabal, Stricker and Duffner.

Christy O'Connor Junior was one player who proved a 62 can almost certainly be achieved. At Royal St Georges, Sandwich in 1985, the Irishman broke Sir Henry Cotton's 50-year old course record with 64.

Christy's -8 under round stood for 25 years as the lowest 1st round score in a major until Rory went and broke that with his 1st round 63 in 2010. But Christy faltered over his final few holes at the Kent course. At one stage he was in line for 61 or 62!'

There was to be no hanging about for Rory; no honeymoon period or week away in ‘Shangri-La'. Less than two weeks after winning the Open, Rory was back in the US for the Bridgestone Invitational at Akron, Ohio.

On the par-70 Firestone Country Club course, Rory opened with a tame 69 but next day he produced the magic with a -6, 64. Even though he produced another nice sub 70 round with a 66 on Saturday, he trailed Sergio Garcia by two shots with one round remaining.

He was four strokes behind the Spaniard until he birdied the 17
th
and 18
th
which was a lovely way for him to end as, from seemingly nowhere, it now put him in with a great chance of victory.

It was a repetition of the Open with the top two fighting it out again in the final group. But not before a 76 minute rain delay on the Sunday which also contributed to a very funny incident.

Russell Henley had lost his playing partner Graham DeLaet, of Canada, who cried off with flu. On the fourth hole Bubba Watson, who was playing with Tiger Woods, spotted Henley on his own and shouted over at him, “Have you no friends?”

Then on the ninth hole, Woods pulled out with back spasms prompting Bubba to say after: ‘It was weird – so I'm like, ‘I've no friends either' and so I paired up with Russell on the 10
th
.”

McIlroy began the last round in scintillating form. After he birdied five holes in a row from the start, he had cut Sergio's lead of two shots behind to go three shots in front. It was a lead he kept all the way to the chequered flag.

Coincidentally, he eventually ran out a two shot winner on -17 under with Sergio runner-up on -15. It was the exact same score and margin and opponent as Hoylake a fortnight before.

Rory had just won his first ever WGC event. It brought to mind the saying that ‘you wait all day for a bus and then two arrive at once'. Two big titles in a row for him, and he also leapt over Adam Scott to regain world number one. Understandably cock-a-hoop he said:

I put some pressure on Sergio early and I rode my luck a little bit on the back nine. Sergio had some putts to get close to me. I had a couple tree limbs that went my way. But I played another really solid round of golf.

He was riding the crest of a wave and before it levelled out to reach the beach sands one big surf remained. It was the last major and one of his favourites, the USPGA. Two days before it began, he was asked to compare his present form with his 2012 USPGA win:

This is better. I'm more in control of my ball, and my ball flight, and mentally I'm really sharp. It's the most comfortable I've ever felt trying to close out a golf tournament there on Sunday. The most pleasing thing was not dwelling on Hoylake but to just keep moving forward. I feel like the way I'm playing that there's a few left in me this year.

In a season blighted by weather delays on the US Tour, the USPGA at Valhalla in Kentucky was not spared. In fact it was to suffer more than most; the damp and dreary conditions, with gloomy overcast skies, seemed to go hand in hand with his start.

Playing with Bubba Watson and Martin Kaymer, he was noticeably struggling. He could not find a spark to ignite anything in his round. Playing the early holes of the back nine, he was still level par for the day.

Then came a flash of lightning and a clatter of thunder, and all hell broke loose. A burst of birdies from the magic wands of McIlroy soon catapulted him into orbit and up on the leaderboard. He struck no less than five birdies in his last seven holes.

The mark of genius, as one moment he was ordinary and in a flash he was sheer class.

A first round 66 was just the start he required and it was almost the best. He lay just a shot behind first round co-leaders Lee Westwood, Kevin Chappell and Ryan Palmer.

Talking to the media afterwards he had this to say about the remarkable turnaround:

I think you have to take whatever you feel inside and turn it into a positive. I was angry and I tried to use that anger as a fuel to propel myself forward. It was great. I think it just shows where my game is mentally right now that I was able to do that.

In the second round the boot was on the other foot as not only did he have to contend with more weather delays, he had to put up with Bubba Watson using foul language throughout the round.

When play began, the golfers were hauled off the course after only around 20 minutes because of torrential downpours. There followed a delay just short of an hour and McIlroy then teed off on the 10
th
.

After finding a greenside bunker on the par-three 12
th
, he bogeyed, and he was also struggling with his driving. But birdies followed at 13 and 15 before his round really took off with a brilliant 30ft eagle on the par-five 18
th
.

This massive bonus meant he had moved to eight under and he now led the USPGA for the first time. Beside him, US Masters champion Bubba was losing his temper and could not hide his feelings or his swearing.

After swinging his tee shot into water, he bellowed out, ‘It's fucking bullshit!' before moaning to his caddy about dirt or water on the club face that presumably the caddy should have cleaned off.

Earlier he turned to his trusted lieutenant exclaiming, ‘I can't play golf man, I got nothing'. One wonders what Kaymer and McIlroy made of it. Perhaps they wished the Ryder Cup, over a month away, could be held there and then!

Whether it is in amateur or professional sport, you should never let your feelings out. Things like that always inspire the opponent and such was the case with Rory.

An hour later on the par-five, 600-yard seventh hole, his three wood came to rest 10 feet from the pin.

He missed the eagle but having dropped a shot at the second, he got it back there and earned interest on his efforts with another birdie at the ninth, his final hole. At the halfway stage, McIlroy led the USPGA by a single shot from Jim Furyk and Jason Day.

His reaction to leading the USPGA was:

The course was pretty wet so the ball was not rolling anywhere. When it is not raining it is very playable and you can make scores. I didn't get off to the best of starts but I righted the ship and caught fire around the turn. I am happy with 67. I am feeling good about my game and feeling confident. I am hitting the ball well but not as well as yesterday. I was still in really good control of my game and my emotions and I need to do that over the weekend as well.

Conditions were so bad that Shane Lowry, who made the cut at even par, made a complaint to referee John Paramor. There was mist everywhere with water on greens and fairways. He in turn radioed the top brass but the order barked back was ‘proceed'.

On moving day, Rory moved to -13 after another 67. He had maintained his lead and his brilliant form. It was his third successive sub-60 round and since his missed cut at the Irish Open, it was his 13
th
in his last 15 rounds played which was just an incredible streak.

Going into that final round he held a slim shot lead from little-known Austrian surprise package Bernd Weisberger, who in turn was a shot in front of Rickie Fowler. A further shot back on -10 was Mickelson and Day, with Stenson and Oosthuizen on nine under.

So he was still in front but only just. As he looked in his rear view mirror, he saw a host of the world's greatest golfers trying to overtake him. Pass him they would – and not just one.

*********************************

Yet again, and before play even started in the final round of the 65
th
USPGA, the siren echoed all round Valhalla to signal another weather delay. A monsoon dumped just over an inch of rain within minutes and it resulted in a suspension of almost two hours.

All the waiting around in the dampness did not do Rory any good. Once again, and just like on the first tee at Hoylake, he looked nervous as well. You would have thought pars at the first two holes would have been just the tonic to settle him but then panic set in.

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