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.
Played today at a course I normally play well but normally ride. This is a very hilly course and I was playing as a single so I used my push cart and walked instead of riding to get some exercise. Now I’m a bit worried about my knee. Now that the round is over and it has been an hour or so since I finished, walking downhill or downstairs is very painful just left of my left kneecap. That can’t be a good sign.
Anyway, for a while there I thought I was going shoot 18 5’s in a row after starting with 7 in a row. Then later I made five more 5’s in a row. For the whole round I shot 14 5’s. That has to be a world record for me, and not a good one.
I haven’t typed anything in about 36 hours now. Why? Because my hands have just thawed. I couldn’t wait to get back home from Orlando to Salt Lake. I couldn’t wait to get back to 4200 feet above sea level, 12 degrees farther north in latitude than Orlando FLORIDA so I could WARM up. The big decompression day after my biggest and most exhausting PGA Show ever turned out to be nearly a complete train wreck, except for the fact that I got to spend it with two great pals.
I should have known when we couldn’t find a Starbucks within a 500 mile radius yesterday morning that it was going to be a rough day.
Thanks to our pals at Falcon’s Fire for playing host to this year’s battle. Unfortunately for us it was so cold and windy we were battling hypothermia, rather than battling the golf course. The winds were high and the temps down. After blading three irons on the range, numbing my hands, then hitting two low worm-burners left with my driver, I was ready for play after a two month golf hybernation… Right.
Time for some excuses
Until yesterday I hadn’t played golf for almost two months. That is like John Daly going 6 minutes without cracking a beer, Obama going 34 seconds with saying the word “change” and Tiger going three hours without picking up a busty waitress at Perkins… Oh, did I just go down that road? My apologies.
On the first hole I hit the fairway with my driver and I was 100% fairways hit for the decade. That’s as good as it was ever going to get. That stat would soon vanish, as would many of my shiny Srixons and Bridgestones in my bag. My confidence as well as my cash faded away as well, as I flamed out in the frozen wind blown tundra of Orlando.
I didn’t manage even one solid iron shot. It could be because my hands were frozen, or that I hadn’t played golf in weeks, or that I’d just worked my ass (or lack of one, since someone told me at the show that I didn’t have one) off for days at the PGA Show. It could just be because I’m a hack.
OGB and Into The Grain are fun cats and I hope to play many holes of golf with them in the future. I gladly handed my hard earned cash to Dave (OGB) for his triumphant victory, and like a good sport congratulated him on his victory while watching him celebrate. The taste of defeat is bitter, but a character builder for sure.
16th hole fireworks
Because we were so cold and our scores were all blowing up, John and Dave decided to have some fun on the 16h. Could John, a right handed player, beat the left handed Dave with his own clubs on a hole? The video below contains the answer. Be sure to watch for the incredible green side bunker shot.
I’d love to say hello to any of you HOG “patrons” (stole that from Augusta National) who will be at the PGA Show. I know a few pals who will be there and I’m looking forward to seeing you all! I’ll be working the Sumi-G booth all week, #3629. Come by and say hello.
I’ve got a tee time Sunday morning at 8:15. Anyone interested? The rematch of Mediaguru vs the Orlando Golf Blogger will be taking place. Will OGB get his $1 back? I have another $1 that says a resounding NO!
Well it has been an interesting year for me in the world of golf and in my personal life.
My golf game got worse technically, from a 1 to a 3.8, probably due to lack of concentration on my part. That’s because of non golf related issues getting in the way. I hope to bring that handi back down in ’10 and have a better year on and off the course.
Anna Rawson never returned my phone calls…
Tiger didn’t win a major, but won 6 times.
Tiger’s mistresses surface and a media frenzy happens.
TGS’s new dedicated server worked great. I went through a couple of format/template changes (hopefully improving the site).
The TGS Shop got up and running and made a few sales over the year.
My University of Utah Utes football team won the Sugar Bowl and ended up #2 in the country.
My best friend Alan played golf at St. Andrews with Boynie as his caddie. They called me from a pub! Alan called me from the 1st tee and told me “I’m touching the 1st tee with my hand.” I said “Take a picture.” He said, ” Every great the game has seen in its history has stood at this spot.”
I played the TPC Sawgrass Stadium course.
This year I met Anna Rawson, Rocco Mediate, Fuzzy Zoeller, Hale Irwin, David Leadbetter, Duffy Waldorf, Smokey Robinson.
TGS membership grew from 3800 to 4900 over the year (no advertising).
TGS visitors went from 4.3 million to over 7 million.
I had a bout of the shanks, changed irons 3 times.
I shot a 65 in my men’s league on “ladies’ day” where we played from the ladies’ tees.
Withdrew from the city amateur on my home course because of back problems.
A guy hit me in the ass from 3 feet with his driver on the driving range.
My youtube video views topped 1 million, then 2 million.
I vowed to play a golf hole naked if Sergio Garcia won the Masters. Pretty safe bet.