Good read!
Hopefully you'll have another US Open in your future.
I've failed app. 8 times in qualifying for the US Open.
In '96, I needed 37 on the last 9 to go to Oakland Hills, shot 39
I was completely exhausted (mentally more than physicaly) from the 36 hole day.
My Jack moment came at the '85 US Amateur, where Gary was the youngest participant.
I'm playing a practice round behind him, and Jack is walking along with Gary (and chain smoking).
On the 18th, with the pin in the front, they move to the back of the green for some extra putting practice, and wave us up.
I flair one long and right, only 20 feet or so from where Jack is standing
When I get to the ball, Jack is standing in the right fringe, very near where I'd need to land the pitch to have any chance at holding the severely sloping green.
So I'm not gonna take another chance of hitting the GOAT, and take a straighter line to the hole.
My pithch is sorta duffed, lands in the fringe, barely trickles on the green, begins to roll, takes a slope, misses the hole by an inch going at a trickling pace. Continues down the hill, off the front of the green, and 10 yards back down the fairway.
I can feel my face flushing as I see Jack has turned and watched this.
Being the class act that he is, he not only relieves my embarrassment, but makes my week with a statement to me,
"That's as good as you could've hit it."