Back in the late 60s, I scored an 83 at Glen Lee in Aylmer Quebec (doesn't exist anymore). Unfortunately, my buddy, Bryan Cronk, was playing with me and he beat me, as he usually does.
At the time, and for many years thereafter, I came to the conclusion I would never do better than this score, as I didn't have the time (and wasn't patient enough) to hone my skills.
Well, on a short course in Markham, I finally posted a 79 last year which I deemed to be the best I could probably achieve ... and I was quite pleased with my accomplishment ... again thinking it was the best I could ever expect.
However, I did become quite frustrated when I posted a few 80s and 79s this year and couldn't do better.
Today (Oct 20, 2009) at Bushwood Golf Course (white tees), with the temperature in the high teens, I started with two bogies and felt resigned to another low 80s score.
I then began to play much better and birdied a few holes.
As I don't check my score during play, I didn't know I had achieved the best nine hole score of my life ... but knew it was quite good and the inevitable second nine breakdown would probably occur.
The back nine is shorter (par is 35 vs 37 for front nine). My usual breakdown began with a double-bogie on ten, bogies on twelve, thirteen and fifteen and double-bogie on sixteen.
After sixteen, I checked my first nine total (which I never do) and was surprised it was one under par.
That is when, I put myself under pressure by assessing I would need to finish well to achieve a PB.
The really unexpected then happened ... I birdied both seventeen and eighteen.
I may never rise to that level again ... and may now quite comfortably quit the game ... maybe ...
Oct 21, 2009
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