Birdie, par, par, par, and there I was one under par after the first four holes, even just barely lipping out two birdie chances along the way. Then something happened, I don't know what, except that from that moment on everything went downhill, it was a serious meltdown. Bogie, bogie, bogie, bogie and bogie, five lousy bogies in a row, ending the front nine four over for a disappointing forty. Of those last five holes every single tee shot I crunched straight down the middle of the fairway, leaving me with an easy approach shot to the green: from fifty meters over the green, from eighty meters short in the trap, from ninety meters too far to the back fringe for a three putt, from one hundred forty meters hooked a seven iron to the front left of the green followed by a chip and two putt (missed the three footer), and finally from one hundred ten meters an easy wedge flopped too short resulting in a chip and two putt (missed the four footer). I guess it could have been worse, for example a string of double-bogies for a forty-five. But it should have been much better, that's for sure. Better luck next time.
