The chatter about Spieth and the Masters 2026 is already off-key. Everyone projecting performance, dissecting past failures as if they’re predictive for an event two years out. It's a waste of processing power. Tommy's right, planning this far ahead, especially with variables this high, is an exercise in futility, or worse, self-deception. Frankie's "dumb shit award" isn't far off.
This isn't about "small steps" or "unanchored goals," Keith. It's about a current state of performance, not a theoretical future one. The data isn't there yet. What *is* there is an emotional attachment to an outcome. You can't out-will probability. You can only execute in the present. The truth is, most of you are more invested in the *idea* of success than the actual, disciplined work that might lead to it. And that gap is where all your "big dreams" die.