On a 9-hole par three course. It was 45 degrees with a 20 mile per hour wind. I went with a friend who hadn't golfed in a while but had golfed quite a few times in the past. I had a bit of trouble getting the clubs under the ball at first, and was hitting them to the left as well. Still, after making a phil-like 30 foot putt from the fringe on the 5th hole, I was even at 39 strokes going into the 8th hole. But after my putting wedge skills failed me for a triple bogey, I was two behind heading into the 9th. If I could only ace it or birdie it, I thought. A bit of beginner's luck, hopefully, I could win the round.
But it wasn't to be. My sandwedge shot off the tee towards the pin 68 yards away fell short, into a huge bunker protecting the entire front of the green. It took me four tries to get out of the bunker and I ending up shooting a seven.
Oh well. Golf is a fun game. Addicting. Can't wait to go out again and get revenge.
But it wasn't to be. My sandwedge shot off the tee towards the pin 68 yards away fell short, into a huge bunker protecting the entire front of the green. It took me four tries to get out of the bunker and I ending up shooting a seven.
Oh well. Golf is a fun game. Addicting. Can't wait to go out again and get revenge.
