Unfortunately the latest edition of my How Not To category features my own game, or lack thereof. My once accurate driver is like a mystery club. Towering slice one shot, then a duck hook the next. I’m not even sure where to put the ball in my stance. I’m pulling the hell out of my irons, 30-40 yards left and with a draw. My chipping is awful. Putting… OK that is actually good. You can’t lose them all.
How bad is the ball striking right now? I had 22 putts the other day (including a 3-putt) and shot an 81. That is nearly impossible. The only two greens I hit in regulation I birdied. That is like some sort of torture.
I had a small practice session today in prep for the Salt Lake Amateur this weekend, the tournament I want to play well in the most. Out of 20 balls on a 30 foot chip, I chipped 9 long, 9 short, and two right on. 10% distance control. Brilliant. I hit a small bucket and couldn’t seem to fix the towering draw-hook, except of course on the final ball of the bucket which I hit dead straight at my target. That of course is the golf gods f’ing with me.
Yes my life has been in a total state of chaos lately and my game is reflecting that. I guess that is my excuse. I’m not sure if I can suck it up and pull it together in time for the big two day amateur this weekend. Results to follow.