So I reload, fire off my drive which ends up down the left hand side of the fareway making the next shot in to the green very long! I line up my next shot, hit it fat and straight in to water! Take my next and promptly put that in the water too! At this point Im starting to think its not going to be my day! Anyway, I walk off the first green with a solid 10 on my score card!
On the next tee I put my drive DEEP in trouble down the right side in to a thickly wooded area where my only optio is the chip the ball out and play my third shot up to the green. BUT by now Im really chuntering, feeling sorry for my partners because Im the one that has already put us well behind the group in front playing military golf BUT I keep reminding myself that this is only the second hole and the game isnt over yet!
I put my third shot is about 10 feet from the pin followed by putting the putt in the bottom of the cup for a hard worked par! I then par the next hole, then proceed trying to hold my found together by limiting damage as I come in 3 over par (for my handicap) after the front nine (52 in total).
The next 9 holes were completely different though! 4 pars, 2 doble bogeys, and 3 bogeys (which ALL should have been pars thnks to crap putting!) meant I screamed back in 4 under par with a hugely improved 43 on the back 9!!!!
Anyway I ended up with a net 70 one under par (95) but apart from the 10 on the first hole I really could have made something of this round as the thing that REALLY killed me was seven 3 putts! Then again, thats the thing...there is always something going wrong. I could be driving like a PGA pro BUT will completely screw up the approach shots or drive like a chump yet race around the round with 28 putts!
I tell you, the day I put together two steady 9 holes in the same round Im going to be about average!
So the big story really is that while I struggled through the front 9 I kept telling myself to stay calm and stay positive and limit the damage, which for the most part I did. This then allowed me to claw things back to the point where I shot only my second best medal round this year and more importantly ended up getting my handicap cut from 25 to 23.8. Yay me! :)
But yes, gold is a cruel CRUEL mistriss at times!