Three continents, five international victories in just four weeks.

And not just your ordinary, every day million dollar “hit and giggle” events, but seriously big ones. Wade Ormsby in Hong Kong, Lucas Herbert in Dubai, Cameron Smith in Hawaii, Mark Leishman in San Diego, and earlier this week, Adam Scott winning the prestigious Genesis tournament at the Riviera Country Club in Los Angeles.

Almost $8 million in prizemoney between them, for at least a couple, life changing sums of cash. And Adam can upgrade his jet with a clear conscious – good on him. How good is to see him back in the winner’s circle? A biomechanical marvel. Is it wrong to have a man crush?

We can bang on all we like about the buckets of money but what’s far more interesting from a human perspective is the pressure all those guys absorbed to achieve what they did.

Professional golf is arguably the most soul destroying of all elite sports – certainly the loneliest.

Like tennis, it’s just you hitting the shots, but there are a couple of critical differences. Unlike on the tennis court, where through skill you can force your opponent into error, on the golf course you’re an independent operative. The only way you can impose yourself physically on an opponent is by wrapping a club around their head, and I can’t see anybody but Patrick Reed doing that.

Secondly, in tennis you can have a bad game – even serve four double faults in a row, but that’s the end of it. Unless the game costs you the set, you walk up the other end, take your stance, and start afresh. Love-all. Let’s go again.

In professional golf, just one errant shot can – and often does – cost you the tournament. Mistakes compound – put your ball in the wrong place and it might be two, three, even four shots before it’s back in the right place, And by then, you might have gone from joint leader to a four-way tie for 9th.

On Monday morning, while Adam Scott was calmly plotting his way around Riviera’s treacherous back nine, there were train smashes all around him. One player had six shots in the bunker, another five putted from 11 feet. They’d hit their ball in the wrong spot. No option of “putting this game behind me and starting again”. Their day was done.

As the sports psychs will confirm, a huge part of performing in high pressure situations is not expecting to be perfect. Getting comfortable with the odd mistake, because it will come. It always does, often at the most inopportune moment.

For Lucas Herbert, it was when he was on the cusp of his first major European tour victory.

On the first play-off hole – the most important 15 minutes of his sporting existence – he hit his 3-wood approach to the green so appallingly, it finished in the water, 70m left of the target.

But instead of admonishing himself and compounding the error, he saw the humour. “That’s got to be the worst shot I’ve ever hit in my life,” he smiled, striding purposefully up the fairway, despite his play-off cause looking lost. He then collected himself, hit a career best pitch to halve the hole, before going on to win the event at the 2nd playoff hole. So courageous, so commendable.

Every winner, every week has similar, if not identical moments where they get to choose – do I look back and lament, kick the can up the fairway thinking “poor me, I don’t deserve this….“

Or do they accept what has happened with humility and resilience. Reload, refocus and go again.

One response is a lot more natural, a lot more human.

The other is much harder, but clearly more rewarding.

Just ask Lucas Herbert.

“Hitting bad shots happens. Go and watch the winners. It’s never a perfect scenario.”