AUGUSTA, Ga. — Look, when the wind is actually gusting the sand out of the bunkers, you know something is up. And Friday at The Masters was one of the strangest days at Augusta National in recent memory, with f-bombs and spitting and bizarre outfits. Leading it all: golf's content god, Bryson DeChambeau.
Bryson's burden
DeChambeau spent most of the last couple years off golf's radar, but hoo boy has he come roaring back this week. On Friday alone, he acrobatically encouraged the grouping ahead to vacate the green: