This is such a great shot from the Open Championship.
Somewhere in the gorse is Padraig Harrington.
I’m not ashamed to admit I ride a golf cart sometimes. You come here when it is 106 degrees and walk 14 miles on a course that’s hillier than Augusta before you give me that “only real players walk” argument. I walk as much as I can in this old body with the bad back.
Anyway, if I do take a golf cart (“buggy” for you in the UK… toot toot!), I have this thing with cart numbers. I won’t pick a “bad” number. It’s part of that golf superstition thing:
Bad golf cart (buggy) numbers:
37-50 (bad nine hole scores)
73-100 (over par 18 hole scores)
120 (complete hack)
13 (unlucky, right?)
Good golf cart (buggy) numbers:
69 (you do the math)
59-72 (all great golf scores)
29-36 (good nine-hole golf scores)
This is normal, right?
I saw this new hat on sale at my local pro shop this week. I’m sure Donald Trump would love it.
The merchandiser apparently has a good sense of humor.
Bonneville Golf Course Aerial Photo by Tony Korologos
Fortunately I made two good shots to get to about 15 feet for birdie on the tough par-4 3rd. Made the putt to go 1-down.
My opponent, knowing I was getting a pop on the 4th hole, made about a 40 foot bomb for birdie to tie my net birdie. Still 1-down.
On the par-5 5th my opponent made an impressive par after hitting his drive in the lateral hazard to the right. My net birdie put the match back to even.
I screwed up on the par-3 6th. My opponent missed the green and made bogey. I ran my birdie putt by too far, too aggressive. Missed the downhill come back putt. Still even. Should have been 1-up.
On the par-4 7th I hit a killer approach right at the pin from 125. Hit landed, went up to the hole, then spun back about 25 feet. Bad luck there. Opponent makes birdie and I go 1-down.
On the short par-4 8th (about 330ish?) my opponent actually waited for the green to clear before teeing off. He made it to just short. I don’t have that shot in the bag so I hit my best shot of the day, a solid 4-iron. I hit an okay approach to about 20 feet and said “Houston, we have a problem.” A player as good as my opponent should make birdie from so close to the green and that’s just what he did. My birdie putt to extend the match just missed.
Game over.
In the most entertainming moment of the match my opponent shook my hand and said, “nice match, Troy.”
Ouch.
He realized the name mistake and apologized, but not after I gave him some grief.
On the 9th, playing for fun, I made birdie. Of course…
I shot even par for the nine holes and lost 2-down. My opponent shot 3-under. I don’t feel too bad. That’s some damn good golf being played.
Even though I lost today, match play is still my favorite form of golf.
Not much time to think about this match. This afternoon I play my gross match, against a pro who is one of the best players in the association.
I hear a lot about the future of golf and how bleak things are in the golf world. They obviously don’t know about my new buddy Sean, a 9-year-old golfer I met this week.
On the 13th tee at Bonneville I looked back at the par-5 12th to see a very young solo golfer hitting to the green from about 160-170 yards. He reached the green, a feat I wasn’t sure was even possible for a player of that age and size. When his ball reached the green I saw him jump for joy and do some fist pumps. He was stoked.
Then I watched him hit the very difficult par-4 13th green from roughly 150 yards, while I was teeing off on the 14th. A lady walked by from the nearby houses telling us “I can’t keep him off the course.” When mom walked up to him he proudly told her of his current birdie putt of about three feet.
Sean caught up to me and my partner on the 18th tee. He confidently walked up and said hello. Then very politely asked if he could join us and play the final hole with us. “Of course,” I said. After talking to him for a minute I could instantly tell this was a special young golfer and couldn’t resist rolling some video, which I hope you enjoyed.
When golfers play by themselves it’s interesting to watch them. Some players play a couple of balls or play mulligans, or pick up short putts and don’t finish the hole. Sean hit one ball on every hole and putted-out. He played honest golf, by himself.
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