Sounds like my play last weekend. Man did I suck.
If I had my way, I'd probably never play for money but the guys I like to play with always do.
I've learned over time to ignore the bet and play for fun. It seems to work out because no one ever wins or loses all the time. Sometimes it actually gets a little exciting. As bad as I played Sunday, the other guys kept it even though number 8. Since we play skins with carryovers all the money was up for grabs.
#8 is a 195 yd. par 3 and I pulled my tee shot about 30 yds. and long. My chip to the green was perfect though and left me about 8 feet for par. I made mine and everyone else missed. On the score card they all kicked my ass but I left with the most money. It's nice to have something positive to hold on to after a lousy round.
It's also nice that someone invented beer to help with the pain.
