Much has been made of the endless instructions Jordan Spieth barked to his ball during his record-setting Sunday at Augusta National.
A review of the telecast reveals that Spieth uttered a total of 90 words and groans in the final round, beginning with a lively entreaty of his second shot on the par-5 2nd (âHit it wind! Hit it wind!â) and culminating with a more despondent request of his blocked tee shot on the par-4 18th. (âDown. Go hard!â)
In isolation, each of these petitions is unremarkable. But when they’re strung together verbatim in chronological order, poetry emerges: a lyrical three-part sonnet with soaring highs and soul-crushing lows. Don’t take our word for it. Check out this dramatic reading of Spieth’s pleas, or enjoy them in print form here:
âSoftlyâ
By Jordan Spieth
I.
hit it wind hit it wind just a little bit just a little bit
softly real soft
oh no short hit softly soft softly
ahhhh be long enough
ahhhh fore right
go be enough go
hit it wind get down
oh no
II.
down sit down
down sit
go hard go hard go hard go
be enough just be enough
a little be good
gotta be good câmon be good
siddown ball
bite softly soft
aahuum
III.
down
hit softly hit softly and itâs real good
down
go hard
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