So our neighbor had given us clubhouse tickets to the Genesis tournament. I coincidentally signed up to volunteer for the event. So the wife and kid went and were hanging out. The plan was that when I was done, I'd meet them up there. We wanted to get out before the end to beat the crowd.

So I go up there to get them and the wife needs to go to the bathroom before we leave. I didn't realize that the ladies room was right near the exit for the player's clubhouse. So me and the kid were just standing there waiting for her.

So the door to the clubhouse opens and Rory storms out. He was in no mood. He had blown a lead and should have won. So he was understandably pissed. But he was walking right at us as we were in the hallway to get out. I didn't want to bother the guy as I knew that he was upset. So I just smiled, waved and said, "Hi Rory." I was hoping for a smile or nod. He didn't acknowledge me at all. I wasn't mad. It was all good.

He takes three steps past us and stops. Spins around walks right back up to us and kneels down to be eye to eye with the kid. He says "Hi, what's your name." He answers. Rory grabs his hand to shake it. "Hi Axl, thanks for being here." Gets up smiles at me and then walks off.

He didn't need to do that at all. But he took the time to meet a kid. And at that moment I became a fan. I just yelled out "Thank you, Rory." with a tear in my eye.

Class act.