Psycho golf

The saga continues...

The other day my wife and I hit the links on the North course at Victor Hills. It was pretty windy and made the poor decision to play the back tees. I should have stayed home.

After hitting no fewer than 4 trees (two on one shot) on the first hole, I cruised to a four double-bogey 49 on the front nine. I was clueless. I was pissy and I was not a happy man. Joanie was playing well so there was no way that I could bail out on the back nine. After hitting the bar at the turn I moved up to the white tees and off we went.

Somehow I managed to calm down enough to par a couple of holes and my mind got back into the game. Those couple of pars became several in a row and after a near hole-in-one on #16 (kick-in birdie) I had managed to get around the back in fine, one-over par, fashion. Nice 86 goof-ball.

The very next day, we played just nine holes and I stayed on course (get it?) and shot a one over 35 on the east course. That made it 2 over for my last 18 holes after being 13 over on my previous nine.

Then, just yesterday, we played the South course and the hot streak continued. I bogied 2 of the last three holes to shoot a very solid, 3 over, 75. That was one of the best rounds that I have played this summer. That round finished off a 36 hole total of 5 over par.

I have found that the key is my balance at address. I seemed to have gotten into the bad habit of leaning out over the ball on my toes rather than staying balanced on my feet. This seems to cause either a dead pull/hook or a big ugly slice. Maybe, just maybe, I can carry that thought process into today's round at Ravenwood. That is if it does not rain as predicted.