Bratty
Princess Pouty (Queen of Fish Lips)
Playing in a mixed match at Westerham today, I felt pretty good standing on the first tee. Striped one down the middle, and made par. Then continued to make pars, two bogies and one birdie to finish the front nine 1 over GROSS! That included a ridiculous punch hook from deepish in the trees 170 yards back to 3 foot!
Then fell to pieces and shot 48 on the back nine and played to handicap.
Really annoyed and a little confused. Why the hell did I suddenly start hooking, slicing, dragging and pulling shots? Will I ever put a solid round together?
The guy I was playing against said, after I put my shot in a bunker off the 9th, that, "at least you can hit bad shots", and then on the same hole, "I've just noticed they've made a mistake with your handicap. They've put a one in front of it!". Wonder if I was feeling embarrassed and guilty for having shot 1 over off 13, hence the meltdown?
Then fell to pieces and shot 48 on the back nine and played to handicap.
Really annoyed and a little confused. Why the hell did I suddenly start hooking, slicing, dragging and pulling shots? Will I ever put a solid round together?
The guy I was playing against said, after I put my shot in a bunker off the 9th, that, "at least you can hit bad shots", and then on the same hole, "I've just noticed they've made a mistake with your handicap. They've put a one in front of it!". Wonder if I was feeling embarrassed and guilty for having shot 1 over off 13, hence the meltdown?