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“I had my hands up in the air,” Toms said. “I don’t know if he could see it because I was probably in front of him watching his ball, and the crowd was going nuts. And it was pretty cool, I was pretty happy for them.”

The ace will finally give Peterson some family bragging rights.

The first tee shot his mother ever hit, landed in the cup. Luckily for her, she didn’t have to play the treacherous Olympic Course. In fact, she has never played again.

“She hit one shot in her life and it went in,” Peterson said. “And she quit. Smart girl.”


MINIATURE GOLF: Players teed off from the most forward box Saturday on the par-3 15th, which played at 107 yards. That didn’t make it easy. The hole location was four paces from the edge, tucked in the front-left corner.

“The flag on 15 is one the hardest flags I’ve ever seen on a par 3,” said Lee Westwood, who took par on the hole all three rounds.

No. 15 played at 150 yards Thursday, and 143 on Friday.

There were 38 birdies the first two days, compared to 58 bogeys or worse. On Saturday the hole produced eight birdies and 12 bogeys.

The USGA added a little distance to the next hole, making the longest hole in tournament history a yard longer, at 671 yards, with the hole location set in the back-right corner just over the front-right bunker.

The pin on that hole also was placed just four paces from the fringe _ one of seven holes tucked that close to the edge.

USGA officials hand-watered all the greens Friday night then added more water Saturday morning to keep them from drying out.


BIRTHDAY BOY: A good 42nd birthday present for Phil Mickelson would have been a low round Saturday. Instead, he settled for a 1-over 71 that left him at 8-over 218, nine shots off the lead. Mickelson bogeyed the 18th Saturday, a hole he birdied Friday, after failing to get up and down from the right rough above a greenside bunker. His 7-foot par putt lipped out on the left edge.

A large group of fans around the hole serenaded him with a chorus of “Happy Birthday” despite the miss.

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