Started the front 9 at 44. Not so good, stuggling, behind. On a course I've never played. With my best buds, some beer and some sammiches, and some money on the line.
Got the grove on and parred the last 8 holes to win it by one stroke.
dang that feels good. that feeling of everything you touch is magic. even the most difficult chip, with no green to work with and it still lands softly within 5 feet of the cup.
dang that feels good.
:thumbsup:
Got the grove on and parred the last 8 holes to win it by one stroke.
dang that feels good. that feeling of everything you touch is magic. even the most difficult chip, with no green to work with and it still lands softly within 5 feet of the cup.
dang that feels good.
:thumbsup: