Bryson DeChambeau cut a lone figure as the last man standing on the driving range Friday evening, his shadow backlit by the floodlights.
Racing the darkness, DeChambeau had snuck into the clubhouse before the sun set on the second round of the , but long after the final shards of light had withered away, play had been suspended and everyone else had gone home, the 30-year-old was still grinding away.
It's a sight many golf fans have become unaccustomed to. Not that of a player burning the metaphorical midnight oil in search of an epiphany, but that of DeChambeau himself.
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