Par, par, par, par, par, par, triple bogie, triple bogie, par for a forty two.
One thing that has been plaguing my golf game all year is an acute case of inconsistency. As revealed in the previous series of scores, it can be quite frustrating when a pretty good nine holes is blasted into oblivion by two measly mess ups.
In general, I play alright shooting pars, bogies, and an occasional birdie for good measure.
However, at least once or twice and sometimes even more often, I choke badly on a given hole. In the water, between the trees, buried in the bunker.
At least if I happen to mess up one hole, it'd sure be nice to recover gracefully and continue my streak of pars and bogies as if nothing happened.
So what gives?
They claim that golf is more of a mental game than physical, so that's the area I'm going to have to improve during these winter months. When it's too cold or stormy to play golf, I'll have to meditate indoors and read books about golf (I have a pile of unread golf books about a meter high).
The great Ben Hogan always said to treat the next hole as if it were the very first hole of the day.