135.
That just seems to enormous of a number that I can’t believe it.
This past Saturday I joined my aunt and uncle at the Links at the Lake House in San Marcos. I went there about 6 AM for a 7 AM tee time. I warmed up with about half of a medium basket of range balls, using my 5, 7 and a driver.
I felt ready.
First tee shot said a lot: I hit a tree and lost tons of yardage. Then, after some recovery, I somehow lost my glove and i had to Ben Hogan the remainder of the holes without a glove.
Let’s be real! I never had a mess of horrible tee shots. Most of my tee shots were hitting in good position and leaving me plenty of fairway to work with. I was averaging about 180 yards off the white tees.
Considering I hadn’t played in over a year, I was ready for being slightly over 100. 135 wasn’t even on my mind. Good Lord!
Whoever is the groundskeeper there earned his check. The rough is literally rough. I tried to chop and hack that grass with a 7 iron, and then with a 9 iron and pitching wedge. You see, the problem with this type of grass is that its blades were pronounced while soft enough to allow golf balls to sink below sight. My uncle lost a handful of balls just in them remaining hidden or unseen (however you might view it).
Next outing I know I need to:
- Keep it on the fairway
- Trust my ironwork
- Use a fairway wood or hybrid to cut down those long shots on par 5’s
- Keep out of the bunker
I loved getting back out on the course. San Marcos was a decent getaway from my home courses. And I definitely don’t usually swing before 7 AM. That got me up and ready. Wait until our first golf tournament. That will be telling with that early AM shotgun start!
No matter what the scorecard said, I will be back again. And, when I come back again, I’m definitely cutting that 135 down.
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