And there was Patrick Reed thinking he would have to bash down his Ryder Cup rival, not his Ryder Cup team-mates, to win the 82nd Masters.
Yet after Rory McIlroy’s pitiful surrender, it was Jordan Spieth who produced the miracles to push his American partner all the way to the line, before Rickie Fowler stepped in to keep Reed honest and demand that he par the 18th.
The tenacious Texan nervelessly made the four to taste the glory of his first major title. It was so well-deserved because, even if not McIlroy, then Spieth, with his 64, and then Fowler with his final-hole birdie, put their Team USA hombre firmly through the mill.
Alas, McIlroy only put his fans through the turbines, his game and particularly his putting, falling apart as he trudged in for a 74 and a tie for fifth on nine under. It was not the collapse of 2011, and will not be nearly as painful seeing as he has four majors, but this still represents a huge setback in his mission to complete the career grand slam.