My sole critique of Koepka, as is of DJ or Spieth, or frankly Tiger at his machine-like best... is the seeming lack of public joy in the enterprise...
I mean Nicklaus would raise a putter, Palmer would toss a visor, Trevino would shoot a finger gun, Irwin did a victory lap...even dour Ray Floyd had a little sidecar fist-pump he would go to...
I'm not sure why that's important/germane to me...but I can't "love" a figure, who doesn't show a little inner character (good, bad, happy, sad) to me and Koepka (nor DJ, nor Spieth and some others) just doesn't seem to have that button...it's all the "bubble" and his "process"...and his "routine"... it seems to me that a handful of the elites (especially those without a long record) are as indifferent to winnign as to losing...it may be great sports/performance psychology, but it makes for a lousy human watch...
I mean honestly, as well as Koepka played the first three days of the PGA, wasn't it the final day (losing his shit) that was the more compelling...?
I've always felt Phil was a bit of a FIGJAM/phony, but besides his enormous legendary talent, he was willing to show how much it meant and always ready to admit mental anxiety...one of the reasons the great preponderance of fans love him I believe.
I might love Koepka down the line, after I observe him when things ain't so good and I have several years to reflect on... but right now, he's just a hot golfer for whom our instant gratification neurons are firing hard, defying complete perspective.