I felt gutted, frustrated, but mainly guilty.
Played with JoUK, against Homer and HTL, and apart from sinking one half decent putt on the 9th, I did absolutely nothing of any quality at all.
I couldn't get a drive in play until the 9th. Slicing everything, and could not stop it, so I just had to aim 40 yards left in the end, and simply play with what I had on the day.
Then when I did get my long game under some kind of control, I couldn't putt to save my life ( lipped out at least 3 putts by pulling them from 4 feet or so ).
But I managed that all important par on the last to give me some hope for the future.
So, apologies all round for pretty much everything.
On to the good stuff.
JoUK was on some kind of form. He's never played Ascot before, but he single handedly got us two up with some great play, before the dream team noticed, and we ended up the front 9 one up.
Then Homer kicked in with a nice par on the 10th to level. ( Yours truly missing the putt for a half )
Followed immediately by Hywel hitting gross birdies on the next two holes, when he got a shot on each of them. Sort of knackers your chances when your trying to compete with a nett hole in one, followed by an nett eagle on stroke index 1.
Jamie hit straight back with a birdie, but Homer prevented us consolidating by hitting two beauties pin high on the 430 yard 14th, putting them back in charge, 2 up with 4 to play.
Cue another 3 putt from the crapiest of hackers to leave them dormie 3, and they finished the job 4&2 on the 16th.
Homer and Hywel deserved to win, but Jamie didn't deserve to lose.
Hence the guilt.
I loved the company, and thoroughly enjoyed playing a great new course on a perfect day.
But I haven't played worse in over a year.
Silly bloody game.

Played with JoUK, against Homer and HTL, and apart from sinking one half decent putt on the 9th, I did absolutely nothing of any quality at all.
I couldn't get a drive in play until the 9th. Slicing everything, and could not stop it, so I just had to aim 40 yards left in the end, and simply play with what I had on the day.
Then when I did get my long game under some kind of control, I couldn't putt to save my life ( lipped out at least 3 putts by pulling them from 4 feet or so ).
But I managed that all important par on the last to give me some hope for the future.
So, apologies all round for pretty much everything.
On to the good stuff.
JoUK was on some kind of form. He's never played Ascot before, but he single handedly got us two up with some great play, before the dream team noticed, and we ended up the front 9 one up.
Then Homer kicked in with a nice par on the 10th to level. ( Yours truly missing the putt for a half )
Followed immediately by Hywel hitting gross birdies on the next two holes, when he got a shot on each of them. Sort of knackers your chances when your trying to compete with a nett hole in one, followed by an nett eagle on stroke index 1.
Jamie hit straight back with a birdie, but Homer prevented us consolidating by hitting two beauties pin high on the 430 yard 14th, putting them back in charge, 2 up with 4 to play.
Cue another 3 putt from the crapiest of hackers to leave them dormie 3, and they finished the job 4&2 on the 16th.
Homer and Hywel deserved to win, but Jamie didn't deserve to lose.
Hence the guilt.
I loved the company, and thoroughly enjoyed playing a great new course on a perfect day.
But I haven't played worse in over a year.
Silly bloody game.
