It did go the way Sheehan wanted it to, though she admitted afterward that she was surprised to find herself with the 54-hole lead. She had started the day five strokes back and didn't make a move until holing a 50-footer for birdie on 16. She followed that up with her birdie on 18. In the final round she relied on her putter to save par after some erratic drives and made a crucial birdie at 16 for the one-stroke advantage over Green.
For Alfredsson, the loss of the lead was devastating. According to Cuellar, she got very little sleep Saturday night, waking repeatedly and expressing continued disbelief about her second Open collapse in as many years.
On Sunday, after finishing with a bogey on 18 and warmly acknowledging the large gallery's applause by throwing a few kisses, Alfredsson disappeared into the scoring trailer. She emerged when Sheehan arrived at 18 moments later to claim her second Open title and waited to congratulate her with a hug, whispering into Sheehan's ear that she had bet on Sheehan to win. Then, crossing the putting green as she headed toward the locker room, Alfredsson finally broke down in tears, sobbing, "Why did this happen to me? Why? I'm a good person; I play hard. How can this happen two years in a row?"
When she reached her locker, she found it plastered with notes from friends, fellow players, even strangers, offering support. Alfredsson took them down one by one, reading each, carefully folding it up and tucking it into a large envelope. Three-time Open champion Hollis Stacy came by, as did Alicia Dibos from Peru, who finished tied for fourth, rookie Mardi Lunn from Australia and several locker-room attendants. They wanted to give Alfredsson a word or two of encouragement, to touch her and tell her it would be all right. Alfredsson thanked and hugged them all. Then she packed up her things and left to catch a plane to Boston for the next tournament.