Jackson Koivun just snagged the 3M Open trophy like he was picking up dry cleaning. Winning your third pro start? That's practically cheating, especially when Scottie Scheffler is out there, trying his best to look like he's still in the race. It proves these young pups don't need years to mature; they're like fine wine, only they get better without any aging whatsoever.
Naturally, everyone's already penciling Koivun into the Presidents Cup. You can practically hear the selection committee's collective sigh of relief, convinced they've found golf's next big thing. But the kid? He seems remarkably unfazed by all this frantic chatter.
Koivun's sticking to the old "let my clubs do the talking" routine, bless his heart. He’s talking about a long road and the need to actually earn the hype that’s currently clinging to him like a shag carpet in a bad motel. It’s a refreshing, if slightly maddening, display of humility from someone who’s basically aced his first month on the job.
History books are full of dazzling youngsters who fizzled out after one flash in the pan. But if Koivun keeps this quiet, efficient act up, the captain might just have to pay attention. Until then, the rest of us will just keep buzzing about his potential while he’s busy trying to find the bottom of the hole.