Brian follows.
Tom and Brad are on in three but close to the hole, well positioned.
Brian is away. He makes a good up, within two feet, a likely putt.
Toddy strikes next passing the cup by about three feet.
Tom drains his putt.
Brad puts his on the lip. It hangs so he taps.
Toddy carefully surveys his ball, the lay of the grass and the run.
He looks the putt over from side to side.
The longer he looks the worse the yips get.
He’s frizzled.