OAKMONT, Pa. — For someone who's never covered a professional golf tournament — glances in the mirror — the U.S. Open is a weird starting point. This U.S. Open, thanks to 48 hours of flash-flood-generating rain, is even weirder.
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Thursday's washed-out first round meant that I'd watched next to no actual, live golf, so I made a point to leave the glory of the USGA media center as early as possible. The 17th hole was the closest. By the time I was ready to head out, Billy Horschel And His Pants were in the tee box.