Every Day is a Work Day

Jason Day

NORTON, MASSACHUSETTS | A part of Jason Day wanted to leave: to get back to an air-conditioned hotel room, eat a nice dinner and get horizontal on a soft bed. Throbbing temples, watery eyes and the weighty congestion of a common head cold will do that to you, especially if it’s just a practice day.

Why not take a breather, chill and get some rest? You’ve won three tournaments in your last four starts; you haven’t had an over-par round since Sunday of the U.S. Open, way back in June, a day you battled vertigo and could barely stand upright; you showed up at TPC Boston as a newly minted major champion, the unofficial best player in the world and leader in the FedEx Cup points race. Put the clubs away, take a couple of Advil, watch a little U.S. Open tennis and call it a night.


That was the little voice in Day’s head.

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