FINN FLOWS—THEN FADES!

After five, 11 points—he’s sat in third, calm and on the rails.

This is the ignition: he pockets points, turns momentum into pressure.

Hole eight punches back—two shots drop him, points vanish for a moment.

He’s back in second—steady golf, battling hard for every single point.

Now the rival duel matters—Eoin Rockall’s right there, and he loses a point.

Still fighting—this stretch stays competitive, but the lead won’t fully come back.

After sixteen, he’s slid to third—close, but the momentum’s gone.

That zero is brutal—one poor swing and the scoring rhythm collapses.

He finishes fourth—34 points, a brilliant charge that couldn’t hold.