AUGUSTA, Ga. – At 6:22 p.m. Saturday, with the shadows stretching across these manicured Georgia hills, a red five was slipped into Bobby Jones' column on the big, hand-run scoreboard that faces the 18th green at Augusta National, signifying a recently recorded bogey.
Jordan Spieth still had to putt out on 18, but at that moment, sitting five under himself, he was officially a co-leader of the Masters. He was, of course, a 20-year-old in his first appearance in the most pressurized tournament in the game, the one that's supposed to send kids far older and more experienced than him home in a humbled heap.
Instead Spieth was marching unflappably around the 18th green with his typical pace (fast) and typical purpose (focused) like this was still Brook Hollow back in Dallas with his boyhood friends or the University of Texas Club in Austin with college buddies.
Up in the crowded gallery, his brother Steven was repeating Happy Gilmore lines – "nice and easy … that was not nice and easy" – while his dad Shawn marveled at the entire thing, his boy just blasting through Augusta like he always promised he would, turning this tournament on its side.
"It's one thing to hear his name called out in Texas or somewhere else," Shawn said. "It sounds a little different here."