‘An insufferable gobs***e’: US media reacts to golf freak’s bizarre outburst

Bryson DeChambeau may have seen his “experiment” continue to work at the Rocket Mortgage Classic over the weekend, capturing the win by three strokes to pocket a whopping $A10.7m payday.

But it was his actions before that final-round 65 which has drawn the most reactions in the US.

On Saturday, the American lost his cool with a cameraman who appeared to be merely doing his job in filming one of the most talked-about golfers on the tour at the moment following his huge body transformation over lockdown.

He got embroiled in a heated discussion with the cameraman on the seventh hole of the third round, after he hit the sand with his club in frustration following a poor recovery shot.

Kayo is your ticket to the best sport streaming Live & On-Demand. New to Kayo? Get your 14-day free trial & start streaming instantly >

Bryson SMASHES 376-yard drive

1:29

“He was literally watching me the whole entire way up after getting out of the bunker, walking up next to the green. And I just was like, ‘Sir, what is the need to watch me that long?’” he said, per the Golf Channel.

“I mean, I understand it’s his job to video me, but at the same point, I think we need to start protecting our players out here compared to showing a potential vulnerability and hurting someone’s image. I just don’t think that’s necessarily the right thing to do.

“For that to damage our brand like that, that’s not cool in the way we act because if you actually meet me in person, I’m not too bad of a dude, I don’t think.”

It drew a fantastic response from Golfweek’s Eamon Lynch, who poked fun at DeChambeau’s concern that his image would be tarnished.

“It’s one of life’s more reliable axioms that if a man has to tell you he’s a good dude, there’s a fair chance he is actually an insufferable gobshite,” he wrote.

“Credit DeChambeau’s optimism in thinking that being shown acting like a jerk would hurt his image rather than merely solidify it.

“Just a few weeks ago, he posted to Instagram an intimate, 15-minute movie in which a camera caressed him as he ambled from his bedroom to breakfast, lingered over his form during workouts, and gazed adoringly at him as he cruised the neighbourhood in his convertible. It was a love letter to himself.

“DeChambeau paid for the cameras in his home, but not those at Detroit Golf Club. But he seems to believe any lens has the same function: to celebrate his brand of data-crunching and protein-shaking, to showcase his prodigious distance but never his astonishingly shallow depth. In short, to help him sling product.