Jordan Spieth’s a bit tired.
All this globe-trotting stuff, well, it really pays well but the jet lag is hell.
It’s something about those million-dollar appearance fees that sometimes make you do things you might normally not want to do — like flying thousands of miles, wondering if the water’s okay and trying to figure out what to order off the menu that won’t make your stomach do summersaults.
Last week it was Abu Dhabi and this week it’s Singapore, and — by the way Jordan, you might not want to order No. 6 on that room service menu.
Your world No. 1 is low on gas and it sounds like he’s about a quart low on oil.
“We are kind of beat up mentally,” he says, you love how he always including his team. How can they be “kind of beat up” they’re not the ones sweating out those six-footers for par and standing over those six-irons over the water from 190 yards out.
Still, it’s nice of Jordy to include the gang. “Physically we’re not 100 percent right now,” he added after finishing a lowly fifth to Rickie Fowler.
“It shows in certain places,” he pointed out and if you watched him, it did. He drove the ball poorly, hit some awful iron shots and missed a bushel-basket of short putts inside 10 feet — the kind he normally can make with his eyes closed.
At the end of the tournament, Spieth admitted “I was just a little weak.”
Ah, the downside of time zones.
There’s no rest of the weary and none for Spieth as he now heads to Singapore. Will be interesting to see what’s left in the tank.
Last week was a tribute to his prowess. He basically finished fifth with his C-minus game. What made up for it was the appearance fee that felt like an A-plus in his bank account.
Your world’s No. 1 will be back where he belongs in a few weeks.
You can catch him Feb. 11-14 at the AT&T, one of his major sponsors, then he’ll move on to L.A. for the Northern Trust the following week.
Hopefully he’ll survive Singapore.
Just don’t order any local takeout.
