Whee
Challenge Tour Pro
I'm stood at our first par 3 sixth this morning, enjoying the round after having a couple of weeks off.
I've started ok (by my standard) and am happy enough, despite having a mare on the 5th.
It's 145 yards to the front of the raised green, and the pin is another 28 yards further on, tiny breeze from behind, but it's very hot - flight distance has increased again.
I watch my two playing partners aim nicely flighted 9 irons towards the flag, but both pull round to the left hand side leaving them chips onto the green.
Up I step, 8 iron in hand, I tee my ball up and she's sitting there looking pretty. "Come on Whee" I says to myself, "let's get this little tart dancing and tidy up after the 5th"
Gentle, easy and relaxed practise backswing, more than happy with it. Address the ball now and attempt to replicate it.
Nah, not a chance, i've caught it a little bit heely and a little bit thinny - but she's on a good line as I look up moving back towards the flag.
She must have hit the green for her single bounce at a comedy trajectory, because the divot was like a bowling ball. One bounce and slap, we hear her hit the flag stick.
She had just tickled off the back edge leaving me a chip which ended up a foot short and a tap in for par - i'll take that sort of scoring any day of the week.
Has there ever been a time when you've connected so poorly with a shot, but nearly been rewarded handsomely?
I've started ok (by my standard) and am happy enough, despite having a mare on the 5th.
It's 145 yards to the front of the raised green, and the pin is another 28 yards further on, tiny breeze from behind, but it's very hot - flight distance has increased again.
I watch my two playing partners aim nicely flighted 9 irons towards the flag, but both pull round to the left hand side leaving them chips onto the green.
Up I step, 8 iron in hand, I tee my ball up and she's sitting there looking pretty. "Come on Whee" I says to myself, "let's get this little tart dancing and tidy up after the 5th"
Gentle, easy and relaxed practise backswing, more than happy with it. Address the ball now and attempt to replicate it.
Nah, not a chance, i've caught it a little bit heely and a little bit thinny - but she's on a good line as I look up moving back towards the flag.
She must have hit the green for her single bounce at a comedy trajectory, because the divot was like a bowling ball. One bounce and slap, we hear her hit the flag stick.
She had just tickled off the back edge leaving me a chip which ended up a foot short and a tap in for par - i'll take that sort of scoring any day of the week.
Has there ever been a time when you've connected so poorly with a shot, but nearly been rewarded handsomely?