Such an easy shot and such an unpredictable finish. I'm feeling so excited about the potential birdie to go two under after only four holes. A simple chip shot, a couple bounces, nice run up to the the flag, short putt into the hole.

That's when disaster strikes. The flight of the ball is carrying it straight for that spot on the fringe that I am aiming for, an extra gust of wind, the ball swings wide, and then there is the splash. I can't believe it, that's impossible, I must be dreaming.

But it's true. I look at my partner as if I didn't see it go in, I still can't make sense of the shot, but he affirms my worst fears by telling me, 'Sorry, in the drink."

Just shake it off and drop the ball for the penalty. Address the ball like it were the very first time. Erase the disaster from your mind. Re-visualize that perfect shot you'd planned to execute so smoothly just moments before.

It takes some extra nerve, but I strike the ball pretty much exactly like the first disastrous time. Just a slight extra flick of my right wrist so that the ball will carry the water this time. That cross wind has died down enough, so the aim is truer than before.

A simple chip shot, a couple bounces, nice run up to the the flag, short putt into the hole for a bogie.

Could have been better, but it also could have been alot worse. Accept things as they are and just get on with your life. Next hole, please.