Tuesday, April 27, 2010

The A Game

Saturday morning and the alarm sings out its familiar tune, but you're not in bed. On this morning, you're already wide awake, out of the shower and energized. A nice cup of coffee and you're off on the road - with well over an hour until tee time. Traffic is light and you make it to the course feeling calm and relaxed. As you unpack your clubs, you take a look at the windbreaker crumpled up on the floor of the trunk, then gaze up towards the sun ascending in the sky; "I won't need this today," you say as the sun gently drapes its warmth across your brow.

On the range, everything feels great. Every swing is loose and every shot is flush; you are locked in and grooving. You carry this serenity to the first tee..."maybe I'll fire from the tips today!" The starter shoots you an disapproving look - after all "only pros can score from the tips on this course," he tells you. Still, something feels right today. You open a fresh box of pearls, and with an easy swing you pipe it down the center of the fairway. It only builds from there as your approach shot finds the green, takes a hop, then stops on a dime. A long double breaking putt stalls just at the lip, but you take your par feeling confident and sure. The beer cart girl greets you on the second hole and her cart is stocked full of beers, and her sweater stocked full of goodness. You come across as charming...every joke is a winner and every comment witty. As you crack open your first 12 ounces of sunshine, you can't help but close your eyes and think, "I've got 17 more holes of heaven."

You've got your A game.

Of course, as good as the A game feels, these occurances are scattered and rare (as figure 1.a shows).




Sadly, the vast majority of our rounds start much like mine did two weekends ago. Sure, I woke up ahead of my alarm clock....but rather than sipping coffee and watching Sports Center, I spent the morning hungover, face first in the toilet hurling obscenities between rounds of ferocious heaving. Do you know what a "Bear Fight" is? Do you? Because I learned this one the hard way.

I showed up to the course a tight 10 minutes before our tee time -- just enough time to realize I didn't pack any clean socks (thankfully I still had a dirty pair festering in my trunk from the prior weekend). As I grabbed my gear, I glanced upward towards the dark clouds obstructing the sun, and thought to myself, "golly.....it's f&$#ing cold today." After paying for my round and receiving the "thou shalt arrive 15 mins early" lecture from the starter, I met the rest of my foursome at the 1st tee. I tried to tee up my first ball, but due to a solid case of the 'detox shakes' it took me a good minute and a half to balance the ball onto the tee . My first shot was rigid and tense, and the ball seemed to just sort of roll off the tee, rather than 'explode.' The next shot was hit thin and buzzed the green, landing in the rough. A nice chip rolled the ball close, and after closing my eyes and concentrating, I was able to sink the 5 footer for a par. I picked up my ball feeling nauseous and weak. The cart girl showed up at the second the tee box, and while she may have been attractive (she was), the poison she was pedaling immediately triggered my gag reflex as the previous nights activities came back to me in a flood. My blank hungover expression was mistaken for a lecherous glare, branding me as just another "sketchy golfer dude."

I closed my eyes and thought "my god...I have 17 more holes of this s#&@"


Agony, pain, despair...these are the commodities in which most weekend golfers deal. As statistical evidence shows (trust me, I'm a scientist), us mere mortals aren't bestowed with the "A game" often. In fact, the best most of us can hope for is a C+ / B-. The trick is leaning how to maximize the fleeting goodness while playing through the never ending badness. The savvy golfer will note that in the two scenarios above, while the shots were quite different, the result in both cases was par. It is possible to score well in golf without hitting a good shot...you just have to scramble.




So here, dear weekend hacker, are the 5 keys to scoring well with less than your A Game:

1) "Aim Small / Miss Small"

Yes, I realize I stole that from a Mel Gibson movie but it was either that or "two men enter, one man leave." It turns out Mel doesn't have a lot of everlasting quotes in his movies (off screen I believe he has a few). In golf, the ability to minimize failure is critical for scoring well when you're at your worst.

Lets use this every-day situation: you've just s-bagged your tee shot into the woods to the left. You find your ball, however you are behind several trees. Do you a) punch out to the fairway, b) punch out to the fairway or c) punch out to the fairway. Ha! Trick question -- you should have answered d) punch out to the fairway! Let's think about this one logically; you've managed to find your ball, thus saving you a stroke. While hitting the ball back into the fairway may not give you an easy shot to the green, you will at least be able to knock it up close.

Scenario A: (1) S-bag the drive into the woods, (2) punch out to the fairway, (3) hit up towards the green, (4) chip on. Now all you have to do is 2-putt for a double. Doubles aren't enviable, but let's think of the alternative;

Scenario B: (1) S-bag the drive into the woods, (2) try to hit it out towards the green but bounce off a tree into the deep woods. (3) Take a drop because the ball is unplayable. (4) Reluctantly punch out towards the fairway. (5) Try to reach the green because you're already over par but you're pissed off so you either duff it (#$&@!!!) or push it off to the right and land in a trap (Mother#&$@ker!!!!). (6) Make a lucky shot out of the trap.....now all you have to do is less than a 2-putt to avoid Senor Ocho.

"But dude, you're just using a hypothetical to point out the worst case scenario!" Am I? Look back over your past few rounds.....go ahead, I'll wait....yeah...Scenario B seems pretty familiar, yes? Sure, you may hit that amazing shot from the woods every now and then, but if you're dealing with the sub "A-Game round", your best bet is to work towards that +1 or +2.....much better than recording a +4. Swallow your pride and make the smart play

2) Boggies > Pars

18 over par is a 90. For the VAST majority of golfers this is a FANTASTIC score. That is to say, with your A+ game, you will score in the neighborhood of 90. Look in the mirror people, that person staring back at you is not a scratch golfer. You aren't going to shoot a 72. This is just a simple reality check to keep things in perspective. You can't put expectations too high, especially when scrambling with the sub "A-Game" round. There is no sense in getting frustrated if you don't start the round Par, Par, Birdie. Golf is a constant battle, and if you mentally check out after the first hole, you won't have a chance. If you aren't feeling your best, slide the scale -- rather than aiming for +0 / +1, be content with +1 / +2. Settling for boggies and doubles will lead to a mediocre round....and when you aren't feeling your best, mediocre is kick ass.

3) Beers are good, Hydration is GREAT

I'm a big fan of boozing on the course....hell, I think it's just the bees knees. But there is no shame in pounding down non alcoholic liquids on the front nine if it helps you get back on your feet. Getting drunk on the golf course is awesome, but dealing with a hangover is just terrible. Have a beer or two for that 'hair of the dog,' but don't forget to hydrate. Water on the course = bad times. Water in the body = hooray!!

4a) & 4b) Get to the green without taking penalties & know when to bail out

These two go hand in hand. The golf swing is a wild and uncontrollable animal; you may corral it from time to time, but you will never tame the beast. On my best days, I'm happy to hit 60% of the fairways. On a bad day, I'm lucky to keep the ball in play. But thats OK, because you don't score Par from the tee box -- the majority of your strokes take place on or around the green. Realizing and accepting this fact is huge.

You may not know what your swing is going to do from one tee box to the next, but around the greens you can control your swing with greater effectiveness. You may wind up with a few frustrating 3-putts here and there, but unless you really misread the green, it's difficult to rack up penalty strokes while holding a putter. The key is getting to the green with as few penalty strokes as possible (duh). It doesn't have to be pretty (when struggling through the sub A-Game round, it probably won't be) but learning how to scramble your way to the green is essential for avoiding a blow up round.

With that in mind, there is nothing wrong with using - and embracing - the bail out areas. You may be within 100 yards of the pin, but if you're struggling there is nothing wrong with shooting towards the rough to the right in order to avoid the water to the left.

Scenario: You dial back on the driver, and take a 3/4 swing. Contact isn't solid, but the ball flies out 200 yards and lands in the rough. Another mediocre shot takes you to within 50 yards of the green. You haven't hit a good shot on the entire hole, but because you've avoided hazards and penalties, you should have at worst a double boggy locked up with a pitch onto the green and a 3-putt. As I said, double boggy ain't great, but it's 2 strokes better than Senor Ocho!

5) Keep things in perspective

This is an important one to keep in mind no matter how you are playing. The reality is a single bad round won't keep you from making the PGA tour....your crappy golf game has already has that one covered. So you post a triple digit score - big deal. In fact, depending on who you're playing with, you may even be able to score some pity booze. I remember one morning round where I absolutely struggled on the front 9 posting - something 10 to 15 strokes above my average. I ran into the snack bar at the turn to grab a hot dog, or whatever they had available at 10am. As I was standing at the bar, with my head hung low and my shoulders shrugged, my buddy came running in behind me. "2 shots of Cuervo," he said coming to my aid. Did the booze help me recover? Not really - but it did help me put things into perspective. Sure, I was on pace for a handicap shattering 120, but I was out having fun with my buddies. The weather was nice and I was out on the golf course. This frame of mine helped me relax, which in turn helped me make a few shots.

After all, as the tired old expression says; A bad day on the course is still better than a good night with your friend's momz (because she's old and hairy).

...or something like that...

~Saps

Monday, April 26, 2010

Lost Balls Invitational Pairings

The Lost Balls Invitational pairings are set. The lucky Thursday morning dewsweepers are Brett Mikoy, Bryan Mikoy, Chris Mikoy, and Jason Lich. The final round pairings will be set after the completion of the 3rd round with the top 4 after Round 3 in the final group.

Round 1 - Oyster Bay
7:24: Brett Mikoy / Bryan Mikoy / Chris Mikoy / Jason Lich
7:32: Matt Sapsford / Brian Ladd / Dave Nasar / Matt Moden
7:40: Kevin Shea / Chris Stevens / Steve Boswell / Brian Ciarlo
7:48: Doug Barszcz / Mike Hollandsworth / Rufus Knight / Troy Welck

Round 2 - Thistle (Stewart & MacKay)
1:24: Chris Mikoy / Kevin Shea / Matt Sapsford / Brian Ladd
1:36: Brett Mikoy / Bryan Mikoy / Matt Moden / Rufus Knight
1:48: Jason Lich / Chris Stevens / Doug Barszcz / Dave Nasar
2:00: Steve Boswell / Troy Welck / Brian Ciarlo / Mike Hollandsworth

Round 3 - Grande Dunes
12:20: Matt Sapsford / Brian Ciarlo / Chris Stevens / Dave Nasar
12:30: Mike Hollandsworth / Rufus Knight / Brian Ladd / Matt Moden
12:40: Chris Mikoy / Bryan Mikoy / Troy Welck / Doug Barszcz
12:50: Brett Mikoy / Kevin Shea / Steve Boswell / Jason Lich

Round 4 - Heather Glen
12:04: TBD / TBD / TBD / TBD
12:12: TBD / TBD / TBD / TBD
12:20: TBD / TBD / TBD / TBD
12:28: 1st / 2nd / 3rd / 4th

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

It's that time of year again....

And lo, the mighty men of valor did enter the cave of Friego the Frost Demon and with blades of fire they did slay the evil beast. Exuberance spread through the valley as the denizens emerged from their dwellings to find the sun draping its warmth and embracing the land with the fire of life. For the first time in nearly a century, the ice gave way to earth. The death cycle was broken, and the world was born anew.

Perhaps that's a bit too Tolkien, but it does offer a pretty sound explanation for this past winter. Seriously...that sucked. For everyone on the east coast, the winter of 2010 will go down as the time we all learned to appreciate not living in Buffalo. For myself, this winter served as yet another reminder of my ineptitude for prognostication.

Flashback to Summer of 2009:

I'm in a car with 3 other friends traveling north on I-95 towards fabulous Atlantic City New Jersey (yay). We've just picked up a buddy from BWI airport, and are making good time through the norther section of Maryland. Traffic is light and traveling at a brisk and steady pace.

"How much longer?" One buddy asks.
"Maybe another hour," I reply
"No way," says another "we're not even to Delaware yet."
"Delaware?!" I scoff, "Delaware is only like 10 miles long. We'll be in and out in under 15 mins"

Approximately 7 mins later...at the toll plaza guarding the Delaware border...my buddy slammed into the back of an SUV. No one was injured, but his car was totaled (Dodge Caliber vs Lexus SUV...cosmetic damage to the SUV...completely crushed Caliber). After waiting for the Highway patrol officer to fill out his report, we all piled into his cruiser and thumbed a ride to a local Howard Johnson. We found a rental and 3 hours later we were back on the road...exiting the state a mere 2 hours and 45 mins past my initial estimate. Since making that proclamation, I've traveled the I-95 stretch through Delaware a half dozen times....with an average time of an hour and a half for that 10 mile stretch of hell on earth.

Flash forward to the Fall of 2009:

After playing a round at South Riding, a group of us start to weigh the benefits of the South Riding "Player's Pass." Essentially, for $300 we'd receive a discount on rates for all of 2010 - to the tune of $15 - $25 per round. Figure we play a dozen rounds out there and it basically pays for itself...not a bad deal. BUT the kicker was the "Free golf in Jan & Feb!" Pretty sweet right? The problem is you never really know if the weather will cooperate....well, you may not know, but apparently I know everything.

"Think about it," I said "we're guaranteed at least a couple of weekends in the 50's, and we always get a random weekend in the 60's..."

While I managed to squeeze in 5 free rounds in January, the weather completely shut down the course in February. The interwebs would call that a big ol' FAIL. The lesson? I need to just shut the eff up. I'm a jinx...and apparently I can control the weather. Maybe I have some kind of negative cosmic Qi. My karma beat up your dogma....or some hippie BS like that. Bottom line, I should never utter, even jokingly, any of the following lines:
  • My hair is really thick...I'll have a full head of hair for a long time...
  • At least my girlfriend isn't pregnant...
  • As long as I bogey the next 3 holes, I'll finish under 90...
But all that is behind us now -- it's springtime for Washington and golf are GO! Blah Blah Blah Obscure Youtube Link, Blah Blah Blah Blah! Where was I going..oh yes...golf is in the air people. No more sludging through wet soggy fairways. No more fighting through frostbitten polar bear rounds. No more blaming the wind for pulling the ball into the trap. Well, that last one will probably stick around....but goodness is upon us! Let us lift our heads to the sky and rejoice!

After all, THIS is the year I break into the 80's!!!

~Saps


Monday, April 12, 2010

2010 Myrtle Beach Course and Tee Time Announced

The 2010 Myrtle Beach Championship courses and tee times have been completed. The MBC will be contested with...

Round 1 at Oyster Bay - Thursday June 10, 7:24am
Round 2 at Thistle - Thursday June 10, 1:24pm
Round 3 at Grande Dunes - Friday June 11, 12:20pm
Round 4 at Heather Glen - Saturday June 20, 12:04pm

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Dear ITLN PWR

Dear ITLN PWR,

Thank you for cutting me off this morning on the Dulles Toll Road / 495 on-ramp. It's always nice when people ride down the merge lane, and then force themselves in at the last second. I'm sorry that I wasn't willing to let you in, but I feel like people who skirt the merge are jerks. That's my own issue I need to resolve, and I shouldn't have taken it out on you by honking my horn (extendedly) and flipping you off. You were completely right to get out of your car - on the on-ramp - and walk over to me. You asked if I was a 'tough guy' and clearly I wasn't, as I didn't even roll down my window to allow you to give me a much needed punch in the face. I am glad you were able to punch my window a couple of times - I'm betting that felt pretty good to release the pressure. Once again, thank you for showing me that deep down, people are basically good. Stay Classy...

Monday, July 6, 2009

From Dawn to Dusk: 72 Holes of Greatness


Barry Bonds may have set the single season home run mark at 73, but when it comes to setting records on the golf course, the new magic number is 72. In just 13 hours of work, Brett and I played full 4 rounds of golf (that's 72 holes to you and me, Rus) at Swan Point last Thursday (July 2nd - go ahead and pencil that date down for a repeat in 2010). The first ones out, Brett and I tee'd off at 7:30am, and walked off a vacant course around 8:30 pm after hitting a victory drive on what would be hole 73.

"Wow," you're probably thinking, "that's quite insane and rather fanatical - and yet at the same time, glorious!"

Indeed.

Everything seemed to work out for us. We rolled up to the clubhouse early enough not be paired up with another twosome, and we spent most of the day going from green to tee box with almost no wait. Even the weather was perfect, topping out in the mid 80's with a cool breeze coming off the Potomac. The course itself, while a bit of a haul (an hour and half drive from Washington DC), is one of the nicest in the area, and seemed to get more enjoyable the more times we went around. Certainly, the day was pure goodness.

At a glance:

We both started out a little stiff, rushing from the car, to the clubhouse, to the 1st tee - and as a result, both Brett and I put up our worst scores on the day. We both played solid in the middle, but while Brett finished strong (80!), I limped to the finish line essentially double bogeying the back nine. Our average scores for the 4 rounds were actually a little better than our current scoring average (Brett 84.25 vs 85.6 / Saps 99.5 vs 101.8). As a fun little side stat, taking the best scores on each hole would have put Brett at a 71, and me at an 82.

Hole by Hole Recap:

Hole 1: The course starts out with nice little down hill par 4. With the second shot carrying water, we both played conservative with our first shots - Brett hitting the hybrid just over the fairway bunker, and me playing a 4 iron to the woods down the right side, then punching out to the edge of the water leaving a nice sand wedge to the green. We followed the same strategy for the first 3 rounds before switching it up in the final - where Brett hit a driver to the edge of the water, and I hit a 4 iron to the woods on the left hand side of the course.

Hole 2: The second hole is actually one of the more difficult on the course. A sharp dogleg right, this hole actually requires you to carry your drive 200+ over the wetlands. I seemed to have less trouble with this hole than Brett, but it wasn't until our 3rd time through that I realized the reason he couldn't pick out a good line on his drive was because he couldn't see over the tall reeds. "Aim just to the left of the sand trap," I said. "I can't see the damn sand trap," yelled Brett.

Hole 3: This par 3 didn't present us with much of a challenge, but it did provide the grounds for one of the best shots of the day. Brett took an unusual route to his par in round 3 after his tee shot hooked left and landed between two very large trees. Wanting to put all thoughts of luck aside, Brett called his shot; low punch between the tress, hitting the uphill side of the elevated green, then running 30 feet to the pin. Brett failed by only running the ball 25 feet to the pin, leaving him a 5 footer for a bad ass par.

Hole 4: Swan Point's "signature" hole, this was one of my favorite holes, both in terms of layout and scoring. I managed two pars and a bogey, without putting the ball into the water. My first par came after landing my 3rd shot right of the green. With the green running steeply away from me (taking the ball directly into the water), I flopped the ball to the closest edge of the green, and watched it run all the way down to within a foot of the pin. This marked the first of many solid flop shots on the day. This also marked the first of many wild life sightings, as an eagle was seen perched in the trees. Majestic creatures....simply breathtaking.

Hole 5: This hole was the first of back to back bastards, ranking as the #1 difficulty for me, and #3 for Brett. We both tended to shy away from the water on the left, but ended up over compensating and spent a lot of time looking for our balls in the woods on the right. My best drive on this hole was actually a topped 'stinger' landing 220 yards away. The second shot here is even more difficult, with the pin sitting on the right side of the green protected by both water and sand. Even worse, the green sloped steeply from left to right - which meant even taking the 'safe' route to the left side of the green produced a very scary downhill chip as water and sand waited on the other end. I put 2 balls into the water on my second round, one on the approach, and another on a flubbed approach coming off the drop. Bummer.

Hole 6: The second bastard messed with you in two ways; the first was on the tee box, which lines the hitter straight into the woods on the right side. Neither of us could find a way to aim left on this hole, repeatedly hitting into the woods. Of course, if the funky angle tee box didn't get you, the 20 foot high plateau green did. Guarded by sand on every side, this temple of Fail got us almost every time. I did have a memorable shot during the first round, hitting out of a very wet left side bunker, and putting enough loft on the ball to land on the green. The bonus was pulling this stunt off in front of one of the course marshal's who was riding around putting in the flag sticks (I forgot to mention we played the first 5 holes in the morning without flag sticks - Brett actually played better).

Hole 7: This marked a nice stretch of easier holes, with a dogleg left short par 4. After putting our first round balls into the woods to the right, Brett and I opted to fire left in an attempt to cut the corner. We found a lot of success down the left side and pulled a bunch of pars and bogeys - no birds though.

Hole 8: For a long par 3, this hole actually played rather easy. Brett flat out owned it, paring 3 out of 4 - although I don't think he made a single GIR (opting to lay up and play conservative). My lone par on this hole came off a sweet 4 iron starting at the right edge of the green, and moving to the left. I put the ball within 3 feet of the pin, but pulled a "Phil" and choked away my birdie by pushing the ball off to the right. Brett's best shot on the hole came in the 3rd round. After putting his tee shot into the left bunker, he fought off the wet sand (the bunkers were playing very wet and difficult all day) and put the ball within a foot for the sand save!

Hole 9: Another dogleg left requiring a carry over water. We managed to stay dry on this hole - although my 2nd round tee shot hooked left, and basically followed the edge of the water landing maybe a foot next to the water's edge (living dangerously!). As I mentioned above, the bunkers were playing wet all day long, and it wasn't until late into our second round / early third round that they started to dry out. I almost hit Carl Spackler on my 3rd round approach shot while he was draining the bunker with a mechanical pump.

Hole 10: The first hole on the back 9 is a short par 4 with some trouble down the right side. Brett's bogey in round 3 produced another memorable shot, as his drive found some thick rough down the right side. Not only was his ball in the thick rough, but the lie looked like a small drainage ditch. Stealing success from the grip of failure, Brett punched the ball out of the deep badness, and landed just left of the green.

Hole 11: The first of back to back par 3's, 11 & 12 played like night and day for us. Hole 11 is considered the #4 most difficult on the course, and for Brett it played exactly that way (one par, two bogeys and a double). I however, played the hole more consistently with three bogeys and a double (Brett = Better than me) and the hole ranked as #11 handicap hole for me. Brett did managed to put a tee shot within a couple feet of the pin, unfortuneately it was on a 'just for giggles' shot. We also saw some cool discovery channel action on this hole, as a crane plucked a sun fish out of the pond, proudly showing off his lunch to us as we drove past before choking it down like modenz mo.....wait....I'll keep this classy.

Hole 12: While I played bogey golf on number 11, the 12th flat out kicked my butt. Fortunately this 243 yard par 3 was playing from the up tee box, resulting in a more manageable 220 yard hole. Not that it made any difference for me, as I snapped my first tee shot Waaaaaay off to the left. On my second round I inadvertantly discovered the secret to success on the hole as I topped my drive causing me to "lay up" at the ladies tee box. From 100 yards out, I managed to put the ball on the green and 2 putt for my only bogey on the day. Brett played this hole very consistent, landing his tee shot on the right side (sometimes on the green, sometimes just off), and then two putting his way to bogey-town or par-ville.

Hole 13: Easily the biggest bastard on the back 9, Brett and I played the 13th with failing consistency. With a blind drive over the wetlands into a very narrow fairway, keeping the ball straight was essential - and impossible for Brett whose first 2 drives went left, and into the marsh. I, on the other hand, managed to land safe with my first two drives, only to 'skull' my second shot 100 yards to the left and into the marsh. F-U hole 13!! Also, Brett did managed to find his ball on the edge of the marsh in the first round, and attempted to punch out to the fairway. He was talking with CT while looking for his ball, and placed his phone down on the ground while he attempted his punch out. For whatever reason, he placed the cell phone directly in front of his ball, and the punch shot struck the cell phone not only causing damage to the phone (fail) but stopping the ball from reaching the fairway (fail).

Hole 14: While hole 13 owned Brett, he absolutely dominated #14 with three pars and a birdie. While difficult to reach in 2, a couple of smart shots at the front can set up an easy par or even a birdie opportunity at the back. Sadly, I couldn't find any smart shots, winding up too far right on my tee shots for any chance at making the green in regulation. Brett's birdie came in the final round after firing a drive down the left side, and striking a hybrid just in front of the right green side bunker. He pitched on in regulation and sank the putt for a smooth and easy bird.

Hole 15: The number 8 handicap hole on the course, I played this hole well with two pars - one of which should have been a birdie if not for yet another 'Phil' like moment of putting failure (3 footers for birdie need to fall). Interesting side note on this hole, as you approach the green there is a home with an awesome sun room (it almost looks like a restaurant). During rounds 2 through 4, each time we passed this house, we noticed the owner lounging out on the sofa with his feet in the air, watching his High Def TV. After a discussion, Brett and I decided we were living more of the dream because we were actually outside playing golf, but it was close. Well done, couch dwelling sir, well done.

Hole 16: This was easily my best driving hole on the day, as I crushed two of my longest drives here. Unfortuneately I only managed one par, as I could not find the green from 150 yards out (a theme with me lately). Brett also had some trouble with this hole, but in retrospect I don't recall him every really being in trouble (I believe he found the sand a couple of times). On our last trip around the course, we encountered an older couple who were just out taking shots at the green. They invited Brett into their home for a beer, but he wisely declined. We've all heard the stories of young men wandering into the homes of older people, only to be used as pagan sacrifices. It's a sad world in which live...

Hole 17: Another consistent failure for me, and a consistent winner for Brett. No matter how well I drove on 16, I wound up pulling the ball off to the right on 17 - and the tree placements all down the left blocked any shot at the green, thus leaving me with no choice but to punch out to the fairway. Of course, I never managed to punch out clean the first time, which meant I was laying 3 before I ever had a shot at the green. Brett however, managed to put his tee shot just in front of the fairway bunker every damn time. Despite the fact hole 17 was a short par 5 (488 yards) hitting the green under regulation was very difficult as hills and ridges protected the pin on both ends.

Hole 18: Hole 18 was a consistent winner for both of us, and had I not been so absolutely drained by the 4th round, I should have finished with no worse than a bogey. Brett and I both found GIRs in the first round (he sank his, I just missed mine), and both made one-putt pars in the second round. In fact, the second round marked the first time we really had to wait to hit our tee shots. We responded by absolutely pounding our drives to within 70 yards of the hole, causing those on the green to say "holy cow, those guys behind us are awesome, I feel shame for making them wait....oops, now I've gone and pee'd my pants."

Yay...I ended with a pee joke.

~Saps

Hi....Remember me?

I believe I said something about returning to finish the recap after a short break. Well, a month later, and I feel I'm ready to do some more recapping.

Actually that's not true at all. I really want to change the subject compeletly and recap the past weekend whcih included a 72 hole round at Swan Point, and a day spent boozing with Tiger woods at the AT&T National. Well, maybe not with Tiger - but he was there, and so were we - and with the amount of booze we took in, we could have played 9 holes with the guy and had no memory. So it's up to you to prove we didn't hang out with Tiger!

I promise I will one day return to recap all the hijinks from the Myrtle Beach 2009 experiance,
but for now you will just have to settle for the following video. A quick note on the man featured in the video. I rolled into Myrtle feeling strong and confident - my scoring average was down under 100 for the first time ever, and my index was under 20. After putting up a 113 and 116 on the first two days, I was more than dejected, I was distraught (see photo right). Thankfully, my playing parter on the first two days filled me with enough positivity and alcohol to get me though the rough times. Sheabone was the lone reason I didn't run sobbing into the woods, burrying my clubs so deep my failures would no longer see the light of day. Our typical conversation went something like:
Me: "I'm so sad right now."
Sheabone: "Beer Club?"
Me: "I'm so happy right now."

Of course, thanks to a soul crushing case of the snap-hooks, any happiness was always short lived - and while an average man would have said "to hell with your negativity Saps, you can deal with your issues on your own - stop crying like a baby!" My man Shea kept tossing over the coors lites and the positive vibes - and perhaps even more impressive was in between acting as my wet nurse, he was still able to put up shots like this:


PGA tour quality, my man!

~Saps