Travelers Championship Sunday Round Four, June 22, 2025
A crazy start as the weather was not cooperating one little bit. A severe storm front was moving through Connecticut with possible thunder and lightning strikes from 8 AM until 10. Consequently everything was moved back, teetimes would begin at 11. Our assignment meeting would be at 10 AM and golfers would go off in threesomes from both the first and 10th tees. When I initially looked at my weather app the entire state was one massive orange and green blotch with little jagged lightning arrows everywhere. I thought we’ll be lucky if we even get any golf in from the looks of this, but by 10 AM it had completely cleared up and that allowed the heat to kick in reaching temperatures in the upper 90s eventually. At our morning assignment meeting, I was disappointed at having JT again, along with Austin Ecroat. I was hoping that I would get to work with Scottie Scheffler at least once this week and if not, then Rory or Keegan again. I guess I have to be happy with having worked with the Rory and Keegan in the “mini Ryder Cup” matchup on Thursday, which was a tremendous round with a massive gallery. My Mobile Ambassadors crew consisted of Bob and his son Brendan, and Adam. Bob and Adam were semi- rookies, in that they had only done MA work one other time earlier in the week. However, they were born natural Marshals, both being involved in coaching several sports at high school and collegiate levels so they weren’t overwhelmed in any way. Brendan was pretty much along for the ride with his dad Bob, but he was OK. We only had about an hour to kill before our teetime so I grabbed some breakfast and then had a nice talk with Karen and Diane about the adept way that weather-related chaos was avoided this morning by the well oiled machine that is the Travelers crew.
At the first hole the atmosphere was absolutely electric. We were accompanied for our round by four honorary of observers who were by and large great guys, but every once in a while would stray too far from the ropes and need to be herded back again. They were always quite willing to comply. We got to witness a spectacular eagle by Austin Ecroat on the second hole. There were a few instances where both players hit outside the ropes, but my guys were tremendous at managing the gallery in each situation. The round went pretty smoothly for JT and Austin until the 13th hole when both players encountered disaster, pretty much tanking their chances for a high spot on the leaderboard. The gallery was extremely supportive of both players, but especially JT who received tons of love and comments of “Roll Tide”.
There was a hairy moment at 18 when Ecroat landed his drive outside the rope along the left fairway but then had to contend with a TIO/scoreboard. He finally got a ruling to move his ball and played an unbelievable shot up onto the green from there.
The 18th green and surrounding stadium-like atmosphere was its usual raucous self. Kind of tricky to escort our four honoraries outside of this situation along the really steep hill leading up and away from the green. I said goodbye to my crew and we took a selfie, although Adam had already bailed.
I decided I would try to stay a bit to assist with marshaling the 18th, but after Scottie Scheffler finished up, I realized there was still 45 minutes or so left before the final group came through. By then the heat had me physically and mentally exhausted and with the prospect of a three hour+ drive home, I decided to grab something to eat from the concession stand, which would soon be closing and beat the massive crowd at the parking lot. I hunted down Maureen, Diane, and Karen just say a quick goodbye and “hope to see you next year!” At that point, I didn’t know who would win the championship, but Captain America came through in an incredible finish, which I am kind of sorry I missed.