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Scottie Scheffler's fame has found new heights. He's learning to deal with it

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TROON, Scotland — The questions came every single day, one after the other, pressing Scottie Scheffler about whether he’d leave the Masters if his wife went into labor with their first child. The entire week was framed around this emotional crossroads in his life. People and Us Weekly tracked it like celebrity gossip. Here at The Athletic, we even wrote a story about Scheffler taking the lead into Saturday night without his wife, Meredith, there alongside him.

The baby was not due for another month.

When Bennett was eventually born in May, an ESPN reporter ambiguously broke the news with the hashtag #babyborn. The PGA Tour announced it on the tour website. Scheffler’s arrival that week at the PGA Championship in Louisville, Ky., was like an appearance from the royal family.

Life is suddenly very different for Scottie Scheffler. A golfer once deemed as boring, unexciting and ho-hum has somehow gone from really good golfer to comically famous human being. A player who spoke more than anyone on tour about how important it was to keep golf and life separate — about the essential nature of staying grounded in spite of success and generational wealth — is now in another class of attention. His injuries and equipment changes are headline news. His family is tabloid fodder. A bizarre arrest in Louisville made him an international fascination. His rare weeks when he finishes outside the top 10 at a major are treated like disasters.

Scheffler has been the No. 1-ranked golfer in the world for 96 of the past 121 weeks. Yet it wasn’t until 2024 he became a superstar.

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“It’s definitely been a bit trickier,” Scheffler said Tuesday before the Open Championship at Royal Troon. “I think continuing to play better this year definitely — especially at tournaments, I think there’s just a lot more going on day to day. I think I’ve had to almost lean into that more, just continuing to improve my rest so that it’s actually restful.”


Scottie and Meredith Scheffler with son Bennett after Scottie’s win at the Memorial Tournament last month. (Michael Reaves / Getty Images)

Scheffler has always gone out of his way to keep his life small. He has a few big sponsorships but keeps the number at a minimum. He doesn’t post his life on social media. He stays off his phone a remarkable amount altogether.

And before this year, all of that was fine. He was world No. 1. He was the 2022 Masters champ. But he was maybe the fifth-most famous player in his sport. He could be normal. Brush off an occasional interview? No big deal. Don’t sign for a fan? Eh, he wants other people more anyway.

But something has noticeably shifted alongside his game’s elevation to a new level in 2024. He’s won six big-time tournaments in his last 10 starts, including a second Masters green jacket in April. Conversations around major championships have become, “Who’s your pick, you know, outside of Scottie?” And though a year ago his galleries were solid but unremarkable, Scheffler now has the largest following aside from Tiger Woods as fans want to see history.

There is now a responsibility element to his public appearances. He seems to grasp that.

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“It’s a pretty cool feeling to be able to make someone’s day by signing an autograph or taking a picture,” Scheffler said. “It’s a pretty fun feeling. I’m trying to embrace more of that side of it than not being able to sign everyone’s autograph. People are upset because you can’t get to them throughout the day. That’s not a fun feeling. I’m trying to lean into more of making somebody’s day by signing something or taking a picture.”

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It’s fascinating the way it’s slowly progressed, so easy to forget that his pre-tournament news conference at the Players Championship in March was filled with countless questions about how unfamous he was, how for whatever reason he didn’t move the needle like other huge stars.

But something happened in the second round of that week. He had won the week before at the Arnold Palmer Invitational with a new putter, and talk increased about how unstoppable he’d be with a better stroke on the greens. Then, that Friday, Scheffler slightly injured his neck, needing massages before each tee shot for several holes. Suddenly, a dozen or so reporters rushed from the media center to catch him on the back nine. It was urgent. It was covered in a way golfers’ injuries are almost never treated. He of course came from behind to win.

His four-shot win at the Masters was treated like an inevitability. He had Tiger-esque odds as a 4-to-1 favorite while constant talk of his coming son hovered over his week. His greatness took on a new tone.

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But it was that strange, horrible day in Louisville that took Scheffler across the Rubicon. When Scheffler was thrown against a car and arrested before the second round of the PGA Championship, it was a viral, flashbulb type of moment. By the time he teed off hours after being in a jail cell, fans already had “Free Scottie” T-shirts and bought inmate costumes out of support. They loved him, all because of some freak incident.

He’s won three more times since that Masters win. When he finished tied for 41st at the U.S. Open in June — his first time outside the top 25 at a major in 2 1/2 years — it was met with concern.

So how does a person who takes such pride in keeping life calm outside of golf handle this new sort of attention? How does he make sure it doesn’t mess with his career?

“I think that’s something that my wife and I are always working on,” Scheffler said. “When we’re at home getting rest, what does it actually look like to be restful? That’s not necessarily sitting there and watching TV. There’s a lot of different things we do to get good quality rest so that, when we come back out on the road and play and do things, I have the energy to compete. I have the energy to — really the social energy to come out and interact with the fans and do this kind of stuff, sit in the media center.”

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This is now the place Scheffler lives, for better or worse. He’s now an ambassador. He’s a celebrity. He has responsibilities and expectations. And sometimes it means strange interactions with strangers recognizing him.

“There’s always some funny ones because I think like sometimes people don’t know exactly what to say, and they can be a bit weird at times,” he said, laughing.

This week at Royal Troon, Scheffler will try to put a cap on a historic year. He has a chance to be the first golfer since Arnold Palmer in 1962 to win seven tournaments by this point in July, and a second major in 2024 would help validate how great he’s been.

So, yes, Scheffler has finally accepted he’s famous. He concedes his life is different and that’s not going away. But do not expect Scheffler to explain why the people love him.

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“I couldn’t tell you,” Scheffler said with a smirk. “I guess you’d have to ask them.”

(Top photo: Kevin C. Cox / Getty Images)

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Can You Match the Places These Authors Lived With Settings in Their Books?

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A strong sense of place can deeply influence a story, and in some cases, the setting can even feel like a character itself. This week’s literary geography quiz highlights places where authors were born (or lived) that later became locations in their books. To play, just make your selection in the multiple-choice list and the correct answer will be revealed. At the end of the quiz, you’ll find links to the works if you’d like to do further reading.

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Book Review: ‘America, U.S.A.,’ by Eddie S. Glaude Jr.

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AMERICA, U.S.A.: How Race Shadows the Nation’s Anniversaries, by Eddie S. Glaude Jr.


For those of us in the national memory-keeping business, anniversaries hold near-totemic power. Satisfyingly round units of time, ideally bearing fancy, Latin-derived names, serve as the overburdened pegs on which to hang think pieces and museum exhibits, revisionist documentaries and maudlin public ceremonies. The arbitrary nature of such occasions is precisely what gives them their charge, inviting us to set aside complacency and submit to a comprehensive check-in.

In his new book, “America, U.S.A.,” Eddie S. Glaude Jr. presents an intriguing variation on the genre, seeing the country’s 250th birthday as an anniversary of anniversaries: 50 years since the malaise-ridden, schlock-heavy Bicentennial. A century since the subdued Prohibition-era Sesquicentennial. A century and a half since telegraphed reports of George Armstrong Custer’s defeat by the Lakota and Cheyenne at Little Bighorn rudely interrupted the Gilded Age Republic’s 100th birthday party.

If an anniversary offers a snapshot of a moment, the core of Glaude’s book is an old-timey photo album, a collection of notable episodes from earlier national reckonings, long-ago glances in the mirror. An estimable scholar of Black history, politics and religion at Princeton — best known for “Begin Again,” his 2020 meditation on James Baldwin’s relevance for our times — Glaude focuses, as his subtitle puts it, on “how race shadows the nation’s anniversaries.”

Such celebrations, he contends, have never really been the moments for honest self-reflection they are often advertised to be. Instead, the nation usually shatters the mirror, refusing to accept what it prefers not to see. “American anniversaries are often moments to turn a blind eye to the evils of the past and the present,” Glaude writes, “to suppress the fact of America’s divided soul.”

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It’s a clever concept, and, needless to say, perfectly timed. Last year, Glaude notes, the Trump administration executed a hostile takeover of the government’s studiously bipartisan 250th anniversary planning. It is now preparing a program that is certain to conceal more than it reveals about the country ostensibly being celebrated.

Glaude, in no mood for celebration, argues that such omissions and evasions also defined commemorations in the past. In 1875, Frederick Douglass predicted “one grand Centennial hosannah of peace and good will to all the white race of this country.” He was right: The nation reached 100 years old at a crucial moment in the post-Civil War fight over racial equality, with white Northerners ready to give up on Southern Reconstruction. The occasion would help the once-warring sections to reunite around a shared commitment to white supremacy. On May 10, 1876, at the opening of the Centennial Exposition in Philadelphia, the police tried to bar Douglass from the grandstand, until a white politician vouched for him.

The 150th anniversary came soon after a resurgent Ku Klux Klan successfully pushed for a restrictive immigration law aimed at keeping America a “Nordic” nation. At the lavishly funded, lightly attended celebrations in Philadelphia, Black veterans of World War I were excluded from marching in the opening parade. A writer with The Associated Negro Press wondered “what was in the breast of those black men who fought to make America safe for Democracy and on Monday stood on the sidelines, forgotten, as the Nordic strode by in all his vain pride.”

By 1976, when the nation marked its Bicentennial, the violence of the ’60s had destroyed any semblance of consensus. Vietnam and Watergate had eroded trust in the government. The commission initially tasked with organizing the anniversary was disbanded amid reports of corruption. Corporations filled the vacuum, Glaude explains, with “star-spangled whoopee cushions; patriotic toilet seats; Liberty hamburgers; red, white and blue beer cans.” The author, around 8 years old at the time, dimly remembers donning a pair of tricolor trousers.

A half-century later, Glaude is refreshingly honest about the depths of his despair. “I do not love America, and never have, especially now,” he writes in one of the more startling opening sentences I’ve read in some time. He dismisses this year’s Semiquincentennial as reaching back “to a storybook America that requires either the banishment of Black people from view or the reduction of our role in the country’s history, so as to affirm America’s ongoing quest to be a more perfect union.”

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Undoubtedly true. But Trump doesn’t own the country, at least not yet, nor the 250th anniversary of one of the most radically liberatory and confusingly contradictory events in world history — an inspiration, as Glaude shows, even to critical observers of the American experiment, like Douglass. Far from the revanchist MAGA-palooza in Washington, I suspect this summer’s unasked-for invitation to national soul-searching may surprise us yet.

Despite his despair, Glaude concludes that “the past still offers resources for us to freedom-dream.” So, too, does this book.


AMERICA, U.S.A.: How Race Shadows the Nation’s Anniversaries | By Eddie S. Glaude Jr. | Crown | 270 pp. | $31

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Summer’s Best Beach Reads

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Moore is a dependable ingredient in any summer reading soufflé. Her airy novels accomplish what they came to do: entertain and transport, without the pyrotechnics of, say, books that eschew quotation marks. In “Down With the Shipmans,” three sisters, laden with baggage, converge on their late mother’s beach cottage, only to learn that their father and his much younger wife are planning to sell the place.

The stakes are high, the drama is juicy and the views are sublime. Moore even provides two beach dogs — Leo (an unruly pit bull mix) and Cinnamon (“golden retriever, red bandanna, long pink tongue”) — to keep things lively. (Comes out June 2)

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