They remember the grin first. Fuzzy Zoeller’s genius was never just in the way he shaped a shot, but in how he softened the sharp edges of pressure with humor. In 1979, he walked into Augusta a rookie and walked out in a green jacket, smiling through a playoff that would have broken lesser men.
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