I remember years ago playing the par5 at Southwick Park GC, Portsmouth. Hooked my tee shot OB, played 3 off the tee and found the fairway, played a good fairway wood and then holed a full wedge for the best par I ever made, easy 3 points!!!
I've had a few memorable ones but one that stands out since I started again was in April last year in a fourball with three "mature" club members, one of which was marking my card for Handicap purposes (Alec).
I didn't put a driver in the bag as I wanted accuracy over length. I had 2 OOB's but was playing steady if unspectacular golf. I hit 3 wood from tee on par 5 leaving me 230-240 left but slightly blocked off with trees although they were a decent distance in front. I pulled out 3 wood again and creamed it with a fade (it moved about 15yds in the air), which I had set up for. I rapidly stepped to my left to see the ball pitch just short of thegreen but on line (there is a little dip so can't see baes of flag). The old guys all said "good shot" It was only when we approached the green that we saw how good. Under a foot, tap in, Eagle, thank you very much. I could see the look on Alec's face and guessed what he was thinking. I had to surpress my excitement.
The best shots I ever play are when the lie is less than perfect, strong wind etc. and I've envisaged where the ball is going to go. This doesn't happen very often but when it does I'm very pleased! For example, sloping lie (away from me), light dry rough, wind behind; The green is 250yds distant, I need to get over a ditch at 180 but can't risk a wood (which would magnify the error and makes things worse for me) but I know I can't make the green and need to lay-up safely. So, I take a 4i and flush it 210yds for a solid lay-up. I love it when a plan comes together!
This year in an inter club fourball match-at home-we are 1 up after 12-13th is index 1 par 4 390 yds.
Hit great drive dead centre of the fairway-left 120 to the pin-hit 9 nine to 2 feet-made the birdie putt to go two--we closed out the match on the 15th.
Other shot that comes to mind is my chip in birdie on the 10th at Valderamma 4 yrs ago. Hit decent drive, hit a decent iron towards the green, unfortunately dropped short of the green and ran domn the slope and finished 50yds away well below the green. Hit a nice pitch which rolled into the cup but unfortunately i did not get up the hill fast enough to see it drop.
Sometimes it's not so much the shot as the circumstances.
Was having a tidy round a week or so ago then got to the 14th on our 'new' course, only opened this summer. It's a short par 4 but in some ways the trickiest - dog leg right through a very narrow gap with water on the left, trees on the right and a ditch back right of green.
Here's the scenario - after playinf faltlessly off teh tee on every other hole, I stepped up confidently and duffed a 5 wood off the tee into some nasy rough. And duffed the next one too. Now I was still a 7 wood away from the green (remember I am but a feeble woman) but in the short nasty rough and with the tallest tree right in the way. For safety I could have played two more to the green, but I was so annoyed with my last two shots I just took out the 7 wood and played it - perfect line and distance. Made my net par. I've had two holes in one and some nifty chips-in but that 7 wood restored my self-confidence and at the time felt like like the shot of my life .
Thanks John, you didn't say where your 5 wood shot was at?
I got Nairn on a still warm day, course was perfect and I grabbed a few birdies as we were off the boxes and the course was running hard, championship tees would be a different proposition I imagine.
About two months ago, late one Friday lunchtime, a colleague and I got away from a business meeting a lot earlier than expected. As there were still at least five or six hours good light left in the day, and we both had our complete golf gear with us by sheer coincidence, we decided to go for a round at a near by golf course. The course of choice was St. Andrews Major GC, near Barry South Wales.
I've only been playing golf for 4 months, and at the time I was, and am still, completely hooked to this wonderfully addictive game. On the way to the course I was glowing with excitement at the chance to play a new course and to see if my hours and hours spent down the local range had started to improve my shockingly slice-filled game.
We made our way round the first five holes, I had scored double bogeys on each hole so far, but still found myself fours shots up un my playing partner, who plays off 14. As soon as I hit the sixth tee shot, I knew it was a good 'un. The hole is 305 yard par four. A sharp dog leg right, with a large pond on the right hand side at the turn of the fairway, with a medium bunker at the front left of the green. The ball went straight down the middle of the fairway, only about 200 yards, but it landed exactly where I wanted it to. However, my second shot didn't go to plan at all. I over hit a pitch wedge about 120 yards, over the pond, down a slope and into the rough at the back of the green, about 70 feet from the pin. I was in ten inches of thick rough, but I had a plan.
The best shot of my short golfing life went exactly according to my plan. Having watched many clips on youtube, I knew just what to do. The sand wedge came down hard, the Titliest sprang up and clipped the top of the bank and skidded to a halt just like Tiger's did. I couldn't see the hole, so looking at the flag I knew the ball would have been within a puttable distance for my first ever par !
As I walked up the slope, the ball was still moving towards the pin, "This is going to be close" I said to my colleague. "F@#%*ng Hell" was the reply as the ball fell in the hole for my first, and only ever birdie.
I love this game so much, I love the feeling of sinking a par putt, and it makes my day if I finish a round in less than a hundred strokes.
The one, or should I say two, that sticks out from the recent past was during the Christmas week. We had a scramble and the first hole at Winterfield Dunbar is a 235 par 3. Nothing special, but when you think it takes a 225 yard carry or you’re down a 40 foot gully, then you have to nail it with whatever club you use. On top of that it was freezing and the wind was a head on easterly. All the guys teed off and our ace player, Bob, spanks one onto the back of the green. This gave me a do or die shot and I hit my driver flush but we thought it was going to be too big but with a little luck the ball hit a ridge as the green platform steps up. The angle of the step took all the speed out the ball and it rolled to the middle of the green. I was inside bobs ball, 30 odd feet away, the hole was cut on the side of a slope with a ridge to go over and could have run either side. We were all talking about how the ball would move and I said nonchalantly “to save all the bother I’ll just putt the thing inâ€â€¦â€¦â€¦I did……and we won. We downed a couple of bottles of port on the way round....A good day that was.
This was last Friday for me over Chesfield Downs. On the 10th Hole i didnt hit my drive too well and was left with about 190-200yds in to the green, strong wind right to left.
I set up aiming about 10yds to the right of the green and knew I had to give it everything to make the journey. It landed pin high and left me with a 10ft putt for birdie which i missed but saved par after a terrible drive.
My best shot was on a short par 4 of about 245 yards, drove the ball straight as an arrow and then I got a small bit of draw and started to drop right on the flag, got down there and was 2-3 inches from the hole, my first eagle. The funniest thing about it is that the following week I did the shame thing only this time about a foot away!!!
Mine would be at the 11th at Romanby and was a couple of years ago in a competition in my old society.
The 11th is a 177yds (we were playing off the white tee's) par 3 over a lake to a fairly small green, and it also happened to be nearest the pin.
I was playing off 28 at the time and its the very first time i remember seeing the shot i wanted before i played it.....anyway, there was a very strong left to right wind and i set up aiming directly above the lake about 25yds to the left of the green with a 4 iron and hit it as hard as i could.
The ball started well but didnt seem to start turning until it reached the top of its flight, as it dropped i thought it was going to be short but it pitched about 3ft past the water and rolled to about 4ft from the pin, i then sunk the putt and claimed my career shot and also nearest the pin prize for the day
It has to be either, my 170 yard parr3 tee shot which landed 2 inches left of the pin, or, my bunker shots on either at Coxmoor to sand save for a birdie, or my bunker shot out of the back bunker on Monday at the 2010 at Celtic Manor which scaredthe hole & was able to sink with the first putt. What a feeling on the last. No matter what the score for the round that has to stick with me.
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Just remembered 9 Iron out of a fairway bunker at Lichfield G&CC which spun back into the hole for an eagle two