Hi everyone. I’m writing from the Tokyo Haneda airport after my 10th season as a professional golfer comes to an end, with more lows than highs, but completed nonetheless. I have eight weeks of vacation time ahead, though I’m not sure I deserve it!
I’m about to board the plane, US-bound, and the truth is that I have this strange sensation, like a bad feeling inside. My performance this week at the Dunlop Phoenix Tournament, my favorite tournament of the season after the Masters and The Open, has nothing to do with it. I got a bad feeling after seeing the finale on TV of my friend, Rafa Cabrera in Dubai. And it’s just incredible how unforgiving this sport can be sometimes…
