Well here is my story of what happened last weekend.
Saturday
At approximately 4 pm we headed for the course. The weather wasn't too bad, except for a bit of wind. I was relatively calm, because I assumed we would hit the range for a bit to warm up. WRONG. My uncle wanted to play 9 holes, and the course did not have a 9 hole rate. My uncle ended up paying the full 18 hole rate and it was a race against time to play as many holes as possible to get our money's worth. (approx $40 per person, and there were 4 of us) I teed off first at the first tee with driver. I tried to fight my nerves and hit a good shot. I ended up hooking left into a fairway bunker. The rest of the holes were nightmares. I could not get clean contact on any club. It was atrocious golf. So much for a first impression.
Sunday
We decided to play another 9 holes at another course with a 9 hole rate. We did not rush through each hole like we did the day before, and this time, I was determined not to go out like a hacker. I decided to play smart and not use my driver at all since I could not keep driver shots in play on saturday. I pulled out my 4 wood on the first tee, I swung and barely nicked the ball off the tee, sending it a mere 20 feet left. I get a mulligan and hit a high draw that drew too much and ended up out of bounds. I got a drop. And here I told myself that if there was anytime to redeem myself, this was it. I was approx 150 yards from the green, with a 6 iron in hand. I swung and hit the crispest, purest shot I could ever hope for. The ball flew straight as an arrow and landed on the green, and ended up bouncing off and onto the rough behind it. But I did not care. It was a beautiful shot. I ended up bogeying that hole. I hit about 5 or 6 of the fairways that day, and my scorecard consisted mostly of bogeys and 2 pars. A HUGE improvement from the day before, and I proved to my uncle that I was way better than he thought after the previous day's atrocious play.