John Cook (golfer) - Results in Major Championships

Results in Major Championships

Tournament 1977 1978 1979
Masters Tournament DNP DNP 39
U.S. Open CUT DNP T53
The Open Championship DNP DNP DNP
PGA Championship DNP DNP DNP
Tournament 1980 1981 1982 1983 1984 1985 1986 1987 1988 1989
Masters Tournament DNP T21 CUT DNP CUT DNP DNP T24 CUT DNP
U.S. Open T53 T4 CUT DNP CUT CUT DNP T36 T50 DNP
The Open Championship CUT DNP DNP DNP DNP DNP DNP DNP DNP DNP
PGA Championship DNP T19 T34 T20 CUT DNP T53 T28 T48 DNP
Tournament 1990 1991 1992 1993 1994 1995 1996 1997 1998 1999
Masters Tournament DNP CUT T54 T39 T46 CUT DNP CUT 43 CUT
U.S. Open DNP T19 T13 T25 5 T62 T16 T36 CUT T60
The Open Championship DNP DNP 2 CUT T55 T40 DNP CUT DNP DNP
PGA Championship DNP CUT T2 T6 T4 CUT T47 T23 9 CUT
Tournament 2000 2001 2002 2003 2004 2005 2006
Masters Tournament DNP DNP DNP CUT DNP DNP DNP
U.S. Open CUT DNP CUT DNP DNP T15 T40
The Open Championship DNP DNP CUT DNP DNP DNP DNP
PGA Championship DNP DNP CUT DNP DNP DNP DNP

DNP = Did not play
CUT = missed the half-way cut
"T" indicates a tie for a place
Yellow background for top-10

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