A Thunder-Heavy Southern Canvas—and One Wanamaker Waiting
- Brandon Weger
- May 14
- 3 min read
Quail Hollow awakens under muggy Carolina light. Bent-grass greens still hold yesterday’s rain, the fairways already humming with cicadas and gallery chatter. At 7,600 yards of uphill, doglegged muscle, this place demands both brute force and nervy precision. The PGA’s second major of 2025 begins at dawn; handicappers have one last night to tame the numbers.
