🦊 Fox in the 6: Ryan Fox Bags the RBC Canadian Open 🏆

Toronto’s got a new king for the weekend—and no, Drake wasn’t even courtside. It was Ryan Fox, the Kiwi bomber, who just turned Canada’s national golf championship into his personal highlight reel.

Fox went full savage, dropping a 66-66-64-66 (yes, really) and then iced Sam Burns in a four-hole playoff like it was nothing. That’s four rounds of heat and one big flex in sudden death. Dude looked like he was walking his dog, not chasing his second PGA Tour win.

Playoff? More like playtime.
Sam Burns showed up with his A-game… for about three holes. But Fox? Ice in his veins, maple syrup in his swing. Finished 18-under, smiled like a guy who just found out Molson was free all week.

Bonus perks?
Fox now gets a golden ticket to the U.S. Open at Oakmont. Top 60 in the world. Free agent menace. If you’re not watching this dude, you’re doing golf wrong.

TL;DR:
Ryan Fox is HIM. Canada loved it. Burns got burned. Golf is still awesome.

🍁 See you at Oakmont.

TEE TALK Team

🦅 U.S. Open Preview: Welcome to Oakmont, Where Golf Dreams Go to Die

Buckle up, boys and girls—it’s U.S. Open week, and we’re headed to Oakmont, aka the most sadistic patch of grass ever approved by the USGA. This isn’t just a golf course. It’s a torture chamber with fairways. And someone’s walking out a hero (or a broken man).

The Vibe:
Oakmont has greens faster than your last situationship and bunkers deep enough to bury careers. The rough? Just imagine swinging a 7-iron through a salad spinner full of despair.

Big Names to Watch:

• Scottie Scheffler – The golf robot sent from Texas to drain souls. Can he survive Oakmont’s greens? Probably. Can he smile? Unclear.

• Rory McIlroy – Still hunting that post-2014 major like it’s Carmen Sandiego. Maybe Oakmont’s chaos suits him?

• Brooks Koepka – The U.S. Open is his natural habitat: grim, sweaty, full of guys trying to act tougher than the course. Perfect.

• Ryan Fox – Fresh off his Canadian flex, this Kiwi is playing like a guy who’s tired of flying coach. Dark horse? Nah. Dark menace.

The Course:
Oakmont doesn’t care about your feelings. Sloped greens, fairways narrower than your last Tinder match's bio, and zero chill from tee to green. Par will be a flex. Double bogey? A rite of passage.

Hot Take:
Winning score? Probably something like +1. This ain't the Masters. This is survival golf. Pack your mental game and maybe a rosary.

Final Word:
The U.S. Open at Oakmont is less about golf and more about grit. It's where careers get made—or absolutely unmade. Cancel your weekend plans. It’s gonna be a bloodbath.

🍻 Let’s watch some millionaires cry on live TV.

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