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But the ultimate fantasy tale is alive and well. Greg Norman got one hell of an ovation as he walked up the 18th fairway a little after 7.30pm and he deserved it all, every last roar and scream


Norman is chasing so much history here it's hard to know where to start. At 53, he is already the oldest man ever to lead the Open after 54 holes. If he completes the job today he will not only become the oldest winner of this championship (beating Old Tom Morris by seven years) but also the oldest winner of any major (beating Julius Boros, who won the 1968 PGA at a relatively coltish 48).

We are left now with a last group that is one-half predictable (Harrington) and one-half miraculous (Norman).

The Irishman and the Australian will go off together this afternoon, both in search of a story that will live through the ages. If Harrington wins, the two in a row will make him a modern great. If Norman wins, well, we don't know that will make him. But it will shake the foundations under our feet if he does. The crowd worshipped his every step yesterday. Today the pilgrims will come again.




As the younger men faltered, Norman kept his composure and continued to tame the ferocious wind and a most testing course with the old virtues: superb ball-striking, good judgment and unyielding competitiveness. By the end, with all the rest exhausted, Norman shot 72, a barely credible score in the conditions and circumstances, and was in the lead by two strokes. The impossible is becoming realistic.

This is no longer the thrill-seeking Great White Shark who used to routinely beat up on the best players in every major until it was time to award the trophy. That was when his game was tested, and the wounds from so many majors-gone-wrong were still fresh.