HawkeyeMS
Ryder Cup Winner
For a long time now I've known that my h'cap is being held back by my fragile mind but just recently, having put myself in position to beat my h'cap several times I thought I was making progress - how wrong could I be?
Monthly s'ford yesterday. I was woken by thunder at about 5:30 to the news of Seve's death. I decided the warm up on the range wasn't a good idea in a thunder storm so I left later than normal and decided to go dressed in black in memory of the great man.
The thunder and rain had cleared by my tee time a after a quick warm up in the nets I found myself feeling rather calm. What followed for 12 holes was quite possibly, no, quite definitely, the most sublime golf I have ever played - period.
Birdies and 1 and 4 and missed birdie chances, good chances as well, on 2,3 and 5 saw me standing on the 6th tee 2 under par. A 5i to 15 ft on the par 3 6th setup another birdie chance but the 1st putt was poor and I 3 stabbed for bogey. Un-deterred I hit the fairway on 7, left my approach just short but chipped close for an easy par. Another missed birdie from 10 ft on 8 was followed by a bogey on 9 for a level par 35 and 23 points, golf has never been so easy.
I ripped my drive down 10 leaving myself 96yds to the pin which I duely dispatch to 10ft but left the birdie putt in the jaws for a tap in par. A poor chip on 11 left me with a 6 footer which I still can't believe didn't drop, horseshoing round the hole and staying on the lip. No bother there, I can live with that, I'm still only 1 over gross and flying. My drive on 12 was too far left and ran through the dogleg into the rough. I was forced to layup to around 100yds and hit great wedge which pitched about 10 ft but span back down the slope stopping about 20ft away. I misread the putt which broke more than I expected, leaving myself a 4 footer for a bogey and then standing over the putt, I seized up. I started thinking about what was possible for the 1st time, about a potential PB and the hole started to look small and for the 1st time in the round I didn't believe I would make it, which I didn't - it was a terrible putt in which I decelerated and left it short and low.
From that point on all I could think about was not fckucking up. I stopped committing to my shots, stopped thinking about the green and more about the trouble. As hard as I tried, I couldn't clear my head. My touch deserted me around the green, I was paralysed my by mind. I ended up limping home with 12pts on the back nine for 35 in total. I had two trebles and a double in the last 5 holes including OBs on 17 & 18.
To say I'm angry with myself is an understatement - I honestly thought I was winning my own little personal battle with my mind but it appears not.
Sorry for the long post, I wasn't going to bore you with it but I had to get it out in the open. I need to learn to stay positive and focus on the good shots. It's so frustrating knowing I have the physical ability but lose it mentally
Monthly s'ford yesterday. I was woken by thunder at about 5:30 to the news of Seve's death. I decided the warm up on the range wasn't a good idea in a thunder storm so I left later than normal and decided to go dressed in black in memory of the great man.
The thunder and rain had cleared by my tee time a after a quick warm up in the nets I found myself feeling rather calm. What followed for 12 holes was quite possibly, no, quite definitely, the most sublime golf I have ever played - period.
Birdies and 1 and 4 and missed birdie chances, good chances as well, on 2,3 and 5 saw me standing on the 6th tee 2 under par. A 5i to 15 ft on the par 3 6th setup another birdie chance but the 1st putt was poor and I 3 stabbed for bogey. Un-deterred I hit the fairway on 7, left my approach just short but chipped close for an easy par. Another missed birdie from 10 ft on 8 was followed by a bogey on 9 for a level par 35 and 23 points, golf has never been so easy.
I ripped my drive down 10 leaving myself 96yds to the pin which I duely dispatch to 10ft but left the birdie putt in the jaws for a tap in par. A poor chip on 11 left me with a 6 footer which I still can't believe didn't drop, horseshoing round the hole and staying on the lip. No bother there, I can live with that, I'm still only 1 over gross and flying. My drive on 12 was too far left and ran through the dogleg into the rough. I was forced to layup to around 100yds and hit great wedge which pitched about 10 ft but span back down the slope stopping about 20ft away. I misread the putt which broke more than I expected, leaving myself a 4 footer for a bogey and then standing over the putt, I seized up. I started thinking about what was possible for the 1st time, about a potential PB and the hole started to look small and for the 1st time in the round I didn't believe I would make it, which I didn't - it was a terrible putt in which I decelerated and left it short and low.
From that point on all I could think about was not fckucking up. I stopped committing to my shots, stopped thinking about the green and more about the trouble. As hard as I tried, I couldn't clear my head. My touch deserted me around the green, I was paralysed my by mind. I ended up limping home with 12pts on the back nine for 35 in total. I had two trebles and a double in the last 5 holes including OBs on 17 & 18.
To say I'm angry with myself is an understatement - I honestly thought I was winning my own little personal battle with my mind but it appears not.
Sorry for the long post, I wasn't going to bore you with it but I had to get it out in the open. I need to learn to stay positive and focus on the good shots. It's so frustrating knowing I have the physical ability but lose it mentally