25th April Monthly Medal.
To say I was confident was an understatement. Last time I shot over 100 was last year. Best score of 85 this year I wanted a cut! I'm not a bandit in the sense that I want to win comps, actually I could care less about wining £20, what I want is to get a handicap that I can feel proud of I figured I could shoot 90 easy if I played ok.
On the first tee I had nerves but that was usual, the white tees never bother me, the yardage on the course is never long regardless they just present a different look to the holes.
So as I stepped up to play my first shot I was very happy.
It came off the club fantastically, I thought that will do, but wait it's drawing more than normal, oh s**t! the ball hit the very edge of the left hand bunker and catapulted away left down the hill and out of bounds. Queue shell shocked reload, I duly thinned the second attempt through the green and the wheels just fell off from there.
To be fair to my playing partners who I had never met before they were very kind on me never a word of impatience, and towards the end I did start enjoying the game, after all my card was long gone. More three puts and penalties than I can remember all in all it added up to a very very embarrassing 111. Some bandit hey?
It knocked the confidence right out of me and ever since my hook has got a lot worse especially with driver.
To be honest I almost bottled out of playing another medal, but eventually manned up and put my name down for the next three weekend comps and a rabbits matchplay.
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