Won my first A-Flight Tournament . . .
That’s two-tournaj-in-a-row, if you can believe it . . .
43-47=90, 33 Stableford points off a 15.2 handicap . . .
I was the only entrant in the A-Flight whose handicap wasn’t raised . . .
Altho’ the front9 was almost satisfactory, my back9 was very disappointing . . .
I tho’t it was just me and my bum knee,
but apparently the high wind was throwing a lot of people off their game . . .
The wind didn’t bother me at all, tho’ I had a couple of shots blown off line,
and it did seem that into-the-wind was tougher than with-the-wind was easy,
but I spent all my extra strokes where I always do,
in my short game & putting . . .
I still putted well most of the day, lots of one-putts,
But I had 6 on two par 3s, floundering around,
And my I took multiple shots to get out of the sand at least 3 times.
Still no birdies . . . which is really wearing on this boy . . .
My closest miss of a birdie was on the awesomely long par 5 #4,
Crushed my drive, but the turf was so wet I got no roll, that made for just average distance,
Hooked my 7wood 2nd shot so bad it wound up in front of the #5 tee, but with a clear shot at the green,
Hit the best 6iron of my life to 8ft past the pin, a putt I KNOW, I have had before,
But the dang thing did NOT break right like it was sposed to . . .
A very galling par . . . 8^) . . .
Finished 5-6-7, bogey, triple, double,
which I attributed to my bad knee – I’ve NEVER hit a bad tee shot on #9/#18 before –
and I HATE not to finish strong,
so I was totally amazed to win,
and Kvjetaak was Astonished or Astounded, depending on which is more Amazed . . . 8^D . . .
My prizes were a rain coat, a gimme cap, a golf magazine subscription, and a trophy that is the ugliest thing I have ever loved . . . 8^D . . .