Today, under sweltering sun and oppressive heat, I shot my lowest nine ever – 42. My playing partners shared a cart. I walked and drank a lot of water.
I didn’t start off that well – bogeyed the first hole then doubled the second on a three putt and thought, oh crap, putting slump continues.
But I never three-putted again and picked up two one-putts later on.
Off the tee and fairway, I only remember one really awful shot. The rest were acceptable or better. And the rare combination – of hitting both woods and irons well on the second shot – happened. In the not so distant past, it has either been irons or woods that go better with the other being just OK. Today, both types of shots went pretty much where I wanted them to!
The seventh hole is a difficult par-5 with a big lake to get past and nasty bunkers circling the green. I am happy with anything seven or under on that hole. I sunk a one-putt for par today.
The shot of the day, however, came on the eighth. It’s a long, tight, straight and unforgiving par-4 that will sting you if you slice, hook or aim wrong. OB on either side. My second shot got me just inside 50 yards. I had very little green to work with and decided to pitch on with a softer nine-iron instead of my wedge. If the ball landed on the fringe it had some room to run uphill. I wasn’t feeling confident with my pitching wedge and did not want to land behind the pin for a downhill putt.
Feeling capable with my nine-iron in hand, I pitched it just onto the forward fringe, left of the pin. It rolled up, moved slightly right and came to a nice little stop five inches from the cup.
Count it as a one-putt, baby, and it was the easiest par I ever made. 🙂