If you happened to spot a streak of greased lightning rocketing up the M6 yesterday morning, the most probable explanation is that you had just caught a glimpse of Martin Laird going home to see his mum.
You see, Laird was in a bit of a hurry in everything he did on the final day at Royal Lytham. He hit his opening tee shot at 7.20am and drained his final putt at just after 9.45am, lapping one of the most testing tracks in championship golf in just under two and a half hours. His chances of winning had evaporated the day before when he hacked out a third-round 82; was he making a late bid for a place in an Olympic distance event?
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