Well today did not go as planned. This for you those of you who love a train wreck.
I made the decision to try and get another comp round in before Christmas, as the Friday rounds are not golf-linked and I am booked up with family stuff on the weekends. Wanted to have a crack at getting below 23 before years end.
Re arranged my start time at work, and played the Stroke round this morning at Gardiners Run, starting on the 10th.
Driver started to go right on the 12th and I struggled a bit but got around in 49, which is a nett 37, so confident I could get close to a nett 72 if I kept the ball in the fairway off the tee.
Finally got that on the first, up the middle, and about 140m out. Hit what I thought was a great shot in, but it faded and landed in the back right pot.
It was about 33 degrees by this time, and for the first time I felt a bit hot. I saw that my lie was in a foot print, and up on the wall of the bunker above my feet.
Bladed it into the lip and then thinned the next one over the green into the cabbage on the other side.
Fuming I marched over and then realized I had left my sand wedge next to the bunker. Marched back.
Got to my ball, and it was down in between two bloody big weeds. I attempted to pitch it and missed, Took a nice divot right next to it. Next "pitch " hit the weed behind the ball, turned the club and it went sideways into more cabbage.
I was now very hot and unhappy, and realizing that I had blown 6 shots and I was still not on the green. I then pitched my next shot into the tree just left of me, that I was not aiming at and the ball sat down in the cabbage again.
FFS I was not happy. I then chipped through the green and had a putt off the green for a 9. The group behind were now waiting so I putted up to the hole. Suffice to say the putt rolled well past. I missed the putt back down the hill, and missed the next one. I tried to tap in for 12 and missed that as well. I then missed the putt for 13, and picked up.
The player watching all of this consoled me, and said it would be OK. The other two had left to tee off. I just nodded. He had lost his ball off the tee on the 18th, and hadn't played a provisional, so he was just making up the numbers, so I joined him.
DQ, and not happy about, but now I have exorcised the demons, I will learn from it.
First full dummy spit of the year, pity it was in a stroke round.