AUGUSTA, Ga. — Ken Griffey Jr. steadied himself as he stood just above the 2nd green at Augusta National.
He’d arrived in this location — fifteen paces to the left of the flag — just seconds earlier, carrying a pair of enormous blunt instruments and the indomitable focus of a bomb technician. Beneath him, Justin Thomas tiptoed into a stark-white greenside bunker and disappeared below the lip.
Then, suddenly, a flurry of action broke out before him, and Griffey plunged forward — holding his breath, training his eye, and then, finally, pulling the trigger…