Today was my first round of golf in two years. I was asked to represent my office in a tournament fundraiser for community housing. This is the one I blogged about earlier. My team consisted of my brother, my nephew, my nephew's friend and myself. My only practice in two years had been about 30 minutes of putting.
We played what is know as shotgun start. This where you start at a designated hole. Our starting hole was Number 15, which was a par 4. My brother and I somehow managed to confuse this hole with No. 13. This should have been omen of bad things to come.
When we finally arrived to No. 15(our first hole), I had honors, which means I hit first. Normally honors goes two the best player, but in a Captains Choice, honors normally goes to your "D" player(aka "worst player"). My first two tee shots were pretty dismal. The great thing about a Captain Choice tourney, is you get to select the best shot from your 4 man team. Our best players were hitting poorly starting out. One them hadn't played since Thanksgiving and he was our "A" player. My brother, our "C" player, however hit some great shots, which carried us starting out.
This brings us to our 3rd hole, which was No. 18, a par 5, a little over 500yards long. The title for my post is about this particular hole. Since I was the worst player, (let's just say the player with the highest handicap)I continued with my honors, teeing off first. This time up, I connected and landed ball on the green, almost hitting some players who were still putting. "Talk about your Dream Shot", what more could you want, "other than it not to be the 17Th green", the one you just finished! Yes somehow I managed to hit the ball off the 18Th tee onto the 17Th green. My teammates were in hysterics. I think the guys on 17, got shook up, there game was off from that point on. I should have putted out, to finish with my illusory double eagle, which is one of the rarest shots made in the golfing world.
This was only the beginning of"many" not so great, but funny tee shots. There was a par 3, were they were giving away a set golf clubs for a hole in one. They had a marshal stationed there to insure everyone plays fairly, when going for the hole in one. I got up to the tee box. This was normally an 8 iron shot for me, when I used to be good. This time I concentrated on my swing and swung smoothly. I barely hit the ball, causing it to roll a meere 2 inches, just off the right side of my golf tee. One again a roar of laughter from my team, went up loud in the air. There were 6 other life threatening incidents that involved my shots. All of which brought more laughter to my team and terror to others, who happened to be on the adjoining fairways. My teammates said they would be safer in front of me and you know, I believe they were probably right.
It was a bad day for me, but a lot of good laughs for my teammates. We finished 6 under, 14 under won the tournament. We didn't have a single bogey, which is good. I managed to hit a few amazing shots, which gave us 2 of our 6 birdies. I also helped us par a hole, that kept us from making a Bogey. I played bad, but that was to be expected, so I didn't let it bother me. I enjoyed myself and reflecting back, I actually accounted for 1/3 of our teams birdies. I hope to post a picture of our team later, so check back.
This is an appropriate quote to end with. I did notice my teammates telling me to keep my head down, now I know why.
"The reason the pro tells you to keep your head down is so you can't see him laughing."
— Phyllis Diller
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