85 on a Pete Dye course named DeBordieu near Georgetown, SC. A playing partner informed me of one of my numerous bad tendencies midway during the round, but it only helped my driver. I just need to play more, but it is difficult to do in 100 degree heat index weather.
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Originally posted by GlennK:
89 yesterday. Better than I thought I would do considering I haven’t played since last July.
Looking forward to getting out more frequently now.


That is a very solid score considering the break. What's your handicap with some rounds behind you?
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Originally posted by Estimator:
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Originally posted by GlennK:
89 yesterday. Better than I thought I would do considering I haven’t played since last July.
Looking forward to getting out more frequently now.


That is a very solid score considering the break. What's your handicap with some rounds behind you?
Last time I had an active handicap was about 4 years ago and I was in the 12-14 range.
Last weekend we had our annual "Spittoon Cup" - a Ryder Cup type tournament that pits Valley Hi Estates against Laguna Woods (two neighborhoods in very close proximity to our club).

This was the fourth year of the Cup, and we (The Woods) were three time defending champions. The Estates decided to do something different to inspire them in hopes of winning so they came out Saturday morning in the most garish shorts (think John Daly garish) and neon yellow shirts. It didn't work to well, as we were ahead after the first day.

We played best ball in the morning (my partner and I won our match when he birdied 18) and we played alternate shot in the afternoon (I stiffed one on the par 3 16th hole to end the match).

On Sunday we played singles. We are wearing our royal blue team shirts, and then all of a sudden, while on the range, we hear bagpipes in the near distance. The pipes get closer, and here comes the Estates team, marching in single file behind the bagpipes. And they are wearing kilts! They marched to the first tee, and stood in a line, while the piper finished. People from the range came over, and people came out of the grill, and staff came out of the clubhouse and even kitchen to watch. Everybody was blown away, and applauded the piper when he was finished. It gave me goosebumps. It was amazing!

In my match (we were the last group) I was giving my opponent one shot. He was up by a shot going into 18 (a long par 5). With about 50 people watching I drove down the middle, hit my second shot to a little over 100 yards, and then was on the front part of the green with my third. If I sink the 40 footer, we win. If I don't we still have a chance. My put comes up a couple inches short, and it was dead in the center of the cup. Still, my opponent needs to make a 10 footer for bogey to force a playoff. He does, and off to the playoff we go.

The captains decided on a stupid format for the playoff (we all later agreed it was) where the captain for each team chooses the player from the opposing team to hit the shot. One of my teammates drives the ball in the left rough with about 135 to the pin. The Estates is left of the green on their second, and as I felt was going to happen, I get picked to hit our second. I pull 9-iron, and hit it to 12 feet, dead pin high, and my teammates two put and we retain the cup. Then we BBQ'd for all the families (see the June What's for Dinner thread). It was a great weekend!
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Originally posted by irwin:
Last Thursday I played very poorly. Shot 102.
Today, had the 2nd best round of my life. Shot 79.
Kind of the golf equivalent of "bottle variation."


Breaking 80 is always nice...I remember the first time I broke 80, it was more monumental than when I broke par actually.

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