Well dudes, the summarised version is a 76, for 37 points and joint 9th.
For the longer tale, it started at 5.45am on Saturday. Got up, showered, dressed and had me some breakfast. Feeling good, totally still outside, clubs cleaned, shoes polished etc. I am dressed in black, with a white belt and white shoes, looking like a golfing pimp, awesome.
I headed down to the range and hit some shots, and following KA's advice I decided on the bigger of the two dogs, the 983K (gut instinct decision). The swing was on, guys, you know sometimes you just feel it! I was loose and limber.
Well anyway I made my way up to the tee and was introduced to my playing partners, Ivan and John, 2 straight up dudes. Our 4th went AWL. We shared a glass of sparkling wine with the Captain and had our photo taken. Nice chilled way to get going.
I drew first and decided to hit the driver. After a few slow warm up swings, I stood over the ball and said to myself take a SMOOTH swing. I reckon I hit it 300 yards, with a slight fade bang to the centre of the fairway, effortless. That's the furthest drive I have ever hit at the 1st in a competition. What a nice start. I hit in a wedge to about 8 ft. and started thinking, “Hey this is nice”. Anyway I rattled off 3 straight pars with birdie putts all within 20 ft. Until I downed one at the 4th from 6ft. A solid par on 5 and I'm standing -1 on the 6th tee. The hard work all done, right? (First 5 holes on the course are the hardest). Game on. This could be my day.
So I'm standing on the 6th tee, 146 yards, slight wiff of wind helping, and I'm thinking a nice smooth 9 iron to the centre of the green. And then out of no-where, the most poetic
shank I think I have ever hit. I just burst out laughing, as it was so awesome. Completely out of no-where.
I managed to put my next on the green and 2 putt for a double bogey, but I was slightly reeling. I did try to maintain a sense of humour about it, but man, that's tough to bounce back from, especially that outta nowhere business. Anyway I finished out that 9 in +2, having 3 putted the 9th.
My chances sort of went there. I came back in +2 to leave me with a 76 and 37 points. I was please about my 2nd shot to 17. I was +3 standing over a 210 shot to effectively a island green. The breeze was up and I couldn't make up my mind to hit the hybrid or the 3 wood. I finally decided on the 3 wood, down the shaft. I put myself under pressure to hit the green and a I nailed it to 20 ft, shot of the day!! I then floowed it up with a thinned wedge at the last into a green-side bunker. I failed to get u&d and finished with a frustrating bogey. Worst SotD! Ah, what a game this is!!
As predicted the winning score was 42 points, so I would have needed to have shot a 71 to have had a chance. And you can’t do that with 35 putts. Despite hitting 10 fairways and 14 GIRs the old flatstick plagued me yet again. I tried the 2 Ball, but at the end of the day, it’s not the putter, it’s the putter.
Oh, and by the way, I took out the 983K today. I only hit it 9 times and hit 6 fairways. I hit the Sonartec the other 5 times and hit 4 fairways.
Anyway, I sound disappointed. I’m not really. My day will come. And I had a great day, good company, fantastic weather etc. I probably would have taken a 76 at the start of the day, but man, my game was there today for a great score.
Thanks for the good luck messages.
PS My swing thoughts. Keep the head steady, keep the right knee flexed and solid all the way through and swing slow and SMMMMOOOOTTTTHHHHHH on the way back! I hit the ball great.