1989 U.S. Open (golf)

The 1989 U.S. Open was the 89th U.S. Open, held June 15–18 at Oak Hill Country Club in Rochester, New York. Curtis Strange won his second consecutive U.S. Open, one stroke ahead of runners-up Chip Beck, Mark McCumber, and Ian Woosnam. Strange was the first to successfully defend a U.S. Open title since Ben Hogan in 1951.

Strange fired a 64 in the second round to take the 36-hole lead. A 73 in the third round dropped him to three back of Tom Kite. Kite led by three after four holes in the final round, but after triple-bogey 7 at the 5th dropped him from contention; he recorded a 78 and finished in ninth place. Strange played steadily, with fifteen consecutive pars until a birdie at the 16th, his first since the second round. Despite a three-putt for bogey at the 18th, Strange held on for an one-stroke win and his second straight U.S. Open title. Strange became the sixth player to defend the U.S. Open title, and the first since 1951. This championship was his last win on the PGA Tour.

Heavy rains before the tournament allowed for some low scores in the early rounds, with a record 38 under-par rounds in the first two rounds. During the second round, four players (Jerry Pate, Nick Price, Doug Weaver, and Mark Wiebe) recorded holes-in-one at the downhill 167-yard (153 m) 6th hole. All four hit a 7-iron past the flag, taking advantage of the damp conditions. The rest of the field had thirty birdies at the hole during the second round.

This was the third U.S. Open and fourth major at the East Course. It previously hosted the Open in 1956 (Cary Middlecoff) and 1968 (Lee Trevino), and the PGA Championship in 1980 (Jack Nicklaus).

Gary Player, the 1965 champion and winner of nine major titles, played in his final U.S. Open in 1989. He shot 78-69=147 and missed the cut by two strokes.

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