JohnnyDee
Tour Winner
My game is in the mixer and I don't know what to do.
In any given round I can hit some good shots but I can also, and indeed frequently do, hit an awful lot of terrible ones.
Playing in the Snappers v Farts meet at Forest Pines last weekend was a perfect example. I was pants, absolute pants, hitting some diabolical shots and missing some rediculously short putts that normally I would never miss.
My problem is really between the ears though. I stand over the ball and can only conjur up images of disaster. Visualising a perfect parabolic flight with the ball coming to rest a few feet away from the hole doesn't spring to mind.
No, what does instead is the ball squirting 45 degrees to the right and ending up deep in the heart of a hideously adhesive bush. That's more like the mental picture I have.
It's really all down to my irons to be fair. I got through a real bad bout of the shanks 12 years ago, but now there seem to be one or two lurking every round. My irons feel like squirming snakes in my hand and if I get into the rough, then it's just terrifying. Awful contacts and duffs abound, I rarely hit a decent recovery.
I played yesterday and had the first 100 + gross round (101) in 15 years. I have just slipped into category 3 as a result and I'm running scared.
Anyone been there and bought the t-shirt? Have you emerged stronger on the other side, and if yes, what / how did you do it?
It's looking like a course of lessons (or hypnotism might be better) but I am just currently baffled as to what's gone so badly wrong.
In any given round I can hit some good shots but I can also, and indeed frequently do, hit an awful lot of terrible ones.
Playing in the Snappers v Farts meet at Forest Pines last weekend was a perfect example. I was pants, absolute pants, hitting some diabolical shots and missing some rediculously short putts that normally I would never miss.
My problem is really between the ears though. I stand over the ball and can only conjur up images of disaster. Visualising a perfect parabolic flight with the ball coming to rest a few feet away from the hole doesn't spring to mind.
No, what does instead is the ball squirting 45 degrees to the right and ending up deep in the heart of a hideously adhesive bush. That's more like the mental picture I have.
It's really all down to my irons to be fair. I got through a real bad bout of the shanks 12 years ago, but now there seem to be one or two lurking every round. My irons feel like squirming snakes in my hand and if I get into the rough, then it's just terrifying. Awful contacts and duffs abound, I rarely hit a decent recovery.
I played yesterday and had the first 100 + gross round (101) in 15 years. I have just slipped into category 3 as a result and I'm running scared.
Anyone been there and bought the t-shirt? Have you emerged stronger on the other side, and if yes, what / how did you do it?
It's looking like a course of lessons (or hypnotism might be better) but I am just currently baffled as to what's gone so badly wrong.