I meant to post this yesterday but Coachella and my W2 distracted me. I spent most of the day finding a hotel room in Indio...I can't believe that some of the hotels are already sold out for the weekend of the festival. I ended up paying a little more than I would have liked, but there is no way I am going to camp in that heat again....uh uh.
Anyway, I went golfing on Saturday with Reeves, Hainley and Mike D out in Westlake Village (By the way, I should warn you that if you don't like golf or reading about golf, you probably won't enjoy the following as I will be talking about it in great detail and using golf terms like "par" and "bogey" and stuff like that so don't comment on this post about how you don't care about golf...just stop reading now and save yourself the aggravation...at least I know my dad will probably enjoy this post...so there). The four of us started a tradition of playing golf for our birthdays last May for Mike's 27th when we went to
Elkins Ranch. In October, we went to
Tierra Rejada for Hainley's 30th. Last December, we played
The Harding Course at Griffith Park for my 29th. Saturday was the month overdue celebration of Reeves' 29th. We were a little worried on Friday when the rain came, but the day ended up being beautiful...mid 60s and not a cloud in the sky...perfect golf weather. I had been meaning to get out to the range during the week leading up to our round as I had the last time we played, but never did. Since we were playing for money (not much money...but money, nonetheless), I figured I should try to practice beforehand. Oh well.
The rules were as follows:
-Holes 1-6 are worth 50¢ each
-Holes 7-12 are worth $1 each
-Holes 13-18 are worth $2 each
-If two or more players tie on a hole, the cash for that hole carries over to the next hole
-If two or more players tie on the 18th hole, the player who tied the hole with the best overall round score wins the last skin
-Hainley and Sean receive no stroke advantage for each hole
-Reeves receives a 1 stroke advantage for each hole (based on overall scores from last round)
-Mike plays for fun (due to relative inexperience compared to the rest of the foursome)
The course,
Westlake Village Golf Course, was a short one...par 67, 5,053 yards (when playing from the blues, which we did), and only two par 5s...a little wet from the previous day's rain, but nothing to fret over. We spun the tee to determine the order, which came up Hainley, Reeves, me then Mike. The golf course looks good, my swing feels good, I like my chances (are you reading this, Marc Walton?). And so, right around 10:00 a.m. PST, we began our round.
Hole 1 - Par 4 • 293 yards
I start off ok...decent drive...green-reachable lie. My second shot goes right of the green, but I chip it to the green with my 3rd and two-putt for a bogey. Considering the fact that I almost always start my rounds with a double bogey, I am satisfied with this hole. One over for the day and on pace for a bogey golf round of 85. Hainley and Reeves tie the hole so the skin carries over. (See what I mean about the golf terms? Trust me...just stop now if you are already perturbed)
Hole 2 - Par 3 • 171 yards
Since I managed to drive the ball okay off the first tee, I pull out my 5 iron which usually takes me somewhere around 175 or so. I go right again, but get on in 2. Unfortunately my first 3 putt of the day gives me a double bogey and puts me at 3 over. Luckily, the skin carries over again. I am now one stroke over bogey golf...not panicking yet.
Hole 3 - Par 4 • 410 yards
My drive is, once again, decent...I quietly thank God that I am maintaining some consistency in at least one aspect of my game so far. No sooner had I done so than I flub my next two shots putting me on the green in 4. I then three putt for my first triple bogey of the day and, just like that, I am 6 over after 3 holes...double bogey golf, Yay! Panic is sinking in and Adam wins the skin. Hey...that rhymes.
Hole 4 - Par 4 • 304 yards
Exactly the same as Hole 3 except that I 2 putt. 8 over...still playing double bogey golf. I at least manage to get my drive over the water hazard on my tee shot. Ironically, I have the best score on the hole but don't win the skin due to a handicapper tie. Another carry-over.
Hole 5 - Par 4 • 271 yards
On the green in 3...three putt...10 over...Reeves pars to win...still no regulation greens...still double bogey golf...still no skins won. I am now on pace to score a 103 on a par 67 course. Panic turns to self hatred.
Hole 6 - Par 5 • 552 yards
Finally...a par 5...a chance to turn things around and start playing slightly better than a hack. Or so I think as I stand at the tee box preparing to hit. 6 shots later I am in the water to the right of the green. With one stroke to get out of the drink and at least a chip and a two putt to finish the hole, I give myself a 10 and press my palms against my temples to prevent my head from exploding (As a side note, I should mention that one of the course marshals chose this hole to follow closely behind our foursome the entire time...Jerk) Brian takes the last 50¢ skin. I am 15 over and only a third of the way done...I feel the will to live slipping away.
Hole 7 - Par 3 • 159 yards
This is it. A bad hole here could seal my fate. It is times like these that separate the boys from the men. I figuratively swivel the bill of my trucker hat from the front to the back and make the switch from man to machine (a la Lincoln Hawk in "
Over the Top") and pull out my 6 iron. I grab a new ball, a Strata, only my second of the day, and prepare to carry out the greatest comeback since Tiger's comeback victory at the 2000 AT&T Pebble Beach National Pro-Am. My tee shot sails over the watery grave of the ball that put me in this unfortunate predicament over the course of the first 6 holes and bounces pin-high about 12 feet from the cup. The crowd roars...well...in my head they do. I two putt for my first par, my first regulation green and my first skin...which just so happens to be the first $1 skin. The red Nike polo is on and I am on a mission.
Hole 8 - Par 4 • 319 yards
On the green in 3, but a one putt saves par and wins me the skin. $2 richer and still 15 over with one hole left on the front nine which puts me back under double bogey golf. Hope springs eternal.
Hole 9 - Par 3 • 125 yards
My 9 iron sails right off the tee, but still clears the water and puts me just off the green. I chip on and two putt for a bogey and a score of 16 over for the front nine. Hainley wins the hole and scores a 49 for the front nine. I trail him by one stroke, but have a new lease on life.
The Turn
I wish I could describe to you how comical it was to watch my three friends order food at the snack shop. I felt like I was watching a movie...three people ordering at the same time talking to two different employees and paying in five separate increments. I just sat back and watched until it was all over then proceeded to buy a $2.25 soda with my credit card...if I was taking my order, I would probably hate me even more than my friends. What do you want from me? I had no cash! Okay...back to the links.
Hole 10 - Par 4 • 320 yards
On the green in 3, but a one putt to save par. Brian pars as well and the skin carries over. Even par on the back nine. I am on fire.
Hole 11 - Par 4 • 406 yards
A couple of bad shots puts me on the green in 4 followed by a two putt for a double bogey. Hainley bogeys and takes the skin. The high from the previous four holes has not worn off...I am still playing only bogey golf on the back nine.
Hole 12 - Par 4 • 313 yards
Text book hole....regulation green...two putt...par. The skin is mine. I fight the urge to pump my fist and acknowledge the non-existent spectators.
Hole 13 - Par 3 • 174 yards
Another water hole. I grab my 5 iron and line up my shot. I overshoot the green and land in a bunker. With the hole sporting a red flag, I have a good 30-50 feet to the pin. "Three words," I say, "up and down." With that I make the best sand shot of my life and roll my lucky little Strata ball to within a foot of the cup. I tap it in to save par and take my second skin in a row...and a $2 skin at that.
Hole 14 - Par 3 • 155 yards
My 6 iron doesn't quite make the green and a two putt after the chip gives me a bogey. Adam bogeys as well but takes the skin with his one stroke advantage. I am 3 over after 5 holes on the back nine...not even a double bogey or a 3 putt yet! I feel like the guy in Vegas who keeps letting it ride and winning...I am waiting for the bad hole.
Hole 15 - Par 5 • 450 yards
I do not have to wait long as the second par 5 is, once again, my undoing. I reach the green after 6 strokes (my 5th shot is a bunker shot that almost kills Mike) and two putt for a triple bogey. I am 6 over after 6...still only bogey golf and still much better than the front nine. I shake it off.
Hole 16 - Par 3 • 164 yards
My 6 iron gets me on the green off the tee, but I chose this hole to make my first 3 putt of the back nine for a bogey. Reeves and Hainley tie the hole. I am seven over.
Hole 17 - Par 4 • 282 yards
The race for the best score is pretty much over as Brian leads me by four strokes with two holes to play. My goal is now to make sure I shoot bogey golf or better on the back nine. 3 shots and 3 putts later, I am at 9 over and still have one more hole to play. I can hear the commentators in my mind with their British accents speculating on whether I will finish strong or pull a Van de Velde (
see #10).
Hole 18 - Par 3 • 185 yards
My 4 iron drops my tee shot on the green for my fourth and final regulation green of the day. "Two putts and he is home free," says the imaginary British dude. The first putt has the distance but not the accuracy. "It's your home! Are you too good for your home?!" I collect myself and tap it in for par...both for the whole and for the back nine. Final score: 92. 24 over par. Not quite bogey golf, but much better than double bogey golf.
All in all, a good round and some lessons learned: never give up...and use
Strata balls.