Played with a group I didn't know. All nice. 60s and sunny.
Didn't keep stats. Had enough trouble with my game. Didn't need the distraction. Lots of trouble with turf interaction. Plus wind was howling, and into your face on every hole. Don't know how that's possible, but it sure seemed the case.
Worked before round on the range and was doing just fine, hitting the ball cleanly and straight. Very consistent. As I approached the bottom of the bucket, something went out of whack and I could not find the center of the clubface. So I switched back to the driver which I had already hit 5 or 6 perfect drives, and all of a sudden, that went away too. I think maybe I hit too many shots on the range and lost my mojo. In any case, I brought that swing, with whatever happened to it, to the first tee and never recovered. Though I hit a few decent drives, only one made me happy and my play off the thin turf was atrocious. Even my normally dependable short game. Got in my head and would not leave.
On the par 3 7th, I hit my normal 170+ yard club to 3 feet short of hole, leaving a slight uphill easy putt for birdie. Rangefinder measured pin at 153. Into the wind I expected it to play 175. It was about the only really good swing I made all day, though there were a few other decent swings. Just not enough to give me a fighting chance.
I thought I shot 94, but I just realized when I looked at the card that I had added an extra 5 to the card where I should have totaled the front nine. Yippee. At least it wasn't as bad as it felt. Still was not a round I want to remember. Just the birdie.
bkuehn1952 says:The one time my father and I played University Park, we both were amazingly good on the range. Every hit was on the sweet spot, long, far ... Then we arrived at the first tee and couldn't hit anything. It must be something about the range, it couldn't possibly be us.
3/4/16
