Three words I dread more than “It’s Still Your Turn!” Just thinking about it exhausts me!!
We had 3″ of rain over the weekend. I knew I’d be walking all over the place today…and I did. Do you think I could keep the ball close to the cart path? Me? NEVER!! I was all over the place and getting more and more tired as the round went on.
I keep telling myself the walking is good for me…and it is, but boy, when your back, hips and knees hurt, all that walking doesn’t seem beneficial! And to add insult to injury, I didn’t have my pedometer on the correct place on my belt so I didn’t get a true accounting of how far I’d walked. I was averaging about 5 1/2 miles a round (and that’s with taking the cart all over the course. You could add another two or three miles to that when you can’t take the cart.
I tried walking 9 holes at the beginning of the season. I’m so out of shape, I couldn’t catch my breath. I had no idea the front nine was all uphill. Seemed like I was pushing that cart up hills all the time…never down. That lasted for 6 holes when the gal I was playing with thought I might die (I didn’t feel I was in imminent danger of doing do, but I sure did sound like it), so she went and got the car and we quit. It was OK with me…I was exhausted.
Anyway…I did have a bright spot. I birdied 11. The 11th hole and I have not been friends for a very long time. It’s my least favorite hole on the course. It’s a long par 3 and it seemed no matter what club I used, I couldn’t get the damn ball on the green. I’d either be in the hills on the right of the green or in the left side bunker. On the rare occasion I hit the ball straight, it’d land in the throat on the fairway.
Today, I had a sweet shot. First time in probably over a year I had a sweet shot on that hole. It was a bit far…left myself with about a 10 or 12 foot putt. From somewhere, I managed to put the ball right in the center of the jar!! It was sweet!! It was also my only bright spot…but that’s OK.
What wasn’t OK was all the time I spent in the sand. For every lovely shot I had, most landed in a bunker. I got a lot of practice playing at the beach. It’s always a challenge. I have to get better at it, but it wasn’t awful!!
It was a beautiful day, I played with a good friend (only the two of us today) and I was on the golf course and not behind the computer…so life is good and I’ll try again Wednesday to excel!! Playing 9 hole tomorrow, but that’s a warm up for me.
Of course the Mets crapped out. They were tied yesterday for the wild card with the Brewers. All they had to do was win yesterday…the final game at Shea Stadium. The last game to be played there after 44 years. I was there at the second game ever played in that stadium….but couldn’t get up to New York to see it one more time
So….how did they honor that beloved ball park? They blew it and lost the final game ever to be played there. Milwaukee is the wild card. They should have done it! They should have won! But, again they slid off into the night, but not gently!
Well, there’s always next year!
Every time a golfer makes a birdie, he must subsequently make two triple bogeys to restore the fundamental equilibrium of the universe.









