Henrik Stenson was baking in the hot sun of Baltusrol, chipping out of the thick grass in the short-game area until the bag of golf balls was nearly empty. One chip dropped into the cup on its last turn.

“I would have thought that’s the perfect way to end,” caddie Gareth Lord said to him.

Stenson looked over at him with those ice blue eyes, finally cracking the slightest smile, and then he reached over for a fresh bag of balls.

Nine days later, nothing has changed.

The only difference now from when he last competed at a major is that Stenson’s name is on the oldest trophy in golf, and he gets to keep that silver claret jug until he returns it at the British Open next July.