For starters ,Golf Season for my High School kicked off just last week, so I'm still pretty rusty. Today I played horrendous overall, due to the fact that I just handed over my irons to my pro shop to get them reshafted over the weekend, so I was left with some beautiful, rusty, 90's knockoff full cavity backs. Couldn't hit them all round. Pulled out a half hybrid on two of the par threes from 150, pretty tough shot. Back to the story though. Sort of best 3 shots of the week haha! Hole #15. Par 5. 585 yards, with a rolling fairway for the tee shot, then it's all uphill, with a blind second shot. I nailed my drive so that it kicked off the downslope of a mound in the center. Carried it about 270, with a roll out of 30 yards. I pull out my Bushnell so I can try and snipe the tippy top of the yellow flag barely revealing itself above the last hill. OB right, thick pine trees left, It's generally a lay up for that second shot. The problem was, I hadn't hit any iron straight today whatsoever, So I said to myself, "The HELL with it!" and ripped off my 910D2 headcover. I had a pretty flat lie, slighty uphill, but incredibly tight. Very muddy from last nights rain too. I took a practice swing with a more upright swing, and I dove in. I couldn't have picked it more clean. It started about 25 yards right, but a beautiful, low draw followed. I had no idea where it had landed as it was blind, but as I hiked up that last hill, to my amazement, I had made the green. I was a mere 15 feet to the right of the back pin. The greens were just aerated the day before, so I knew I didn't need to put much on the putt. Straight as an arrow, I nailed it, hit the back of the cup, but hopped in.
Right after the round, I felt like buying a nice Ping visor. So that's what Bubba Watson felt like...