lazychicken
Active member
[FONT="][FONT="]I hate playing alone. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]There are two reasons for this. The first is just simply needing another set of eyes to track where my ball went down. I can always see it in flight just fine, but my aging eyes don’t always see it down. Usually it’s fine when I’m on my own, it’s just a tad bit more stressful than if I have a playing partner watching with me. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]BUT, the other reason I hate playing alone is the big one. And this bit me again yesterday. I hate playing alone because that’s when the truly magical things seem to happen and I don’t have a witness. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]Yesterday at my home course my usual partner had to beg out at the last minute for a work emergency. I decided I would at least play a few holes on my own and then maybe hit the range for some practice. On the par 4 hole #1 I hit a mediocre drive, then a really nice second shot that put the ball center of the fairway about 50 yards out. The pin was on the front of the green and I’ve been working quite a bit with controlling my distances and stopping the ball with my 58, so this looked like another good opportunity to practice some more. Lined up, picked my target slightly short of the hole, hit a really pretty shot up in the air, AND.....[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]....SWISHED THE HOLE for birdie. It dropped in the hole right next to the pin like that’s where it belonged. Made a wonderful sound. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]And I just stood there hardly believing what I just watched...what I just did. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]And then I immediately started looking around for witnesses. The guys hitting on #2 had just driven off and weren’t watching. The guys behind me were a fivesome and they were still getting themselves organized back on the tee box. The club’s shirt game practice area was to my left, and there were some people out there including some people I knew, but literally every person was turned the other way. Our club has bent grass greens and it was 95F in Texas yesterday, so normally you can expect some course workers nearby getting ready to spray down the green...but no, there was nobody. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]I texted my buddy who bailed on me and told him what happened. He was impressed, but it’s not the same thing as celebrating in person. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]So anyway, I’m telling you guys what happened. And I SWEAR it really happened. And I’m not nearly good enough for this to be a normal expectation so my being impressed with my shot really means something![/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]Anyway, other than those two reasons, I don’t mind golfing alone. Golf just somehow picks my alone times for the really unbelievable shots. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]Later, on the par 3 #7, I absolutely flushed my shot. As it sailed through the air, all I could think was “OF COURSE I’ll get my first friggin’ hole in one today with nobody around. OF COURSE that would happen.” [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="](It didn’t. And I ended up 3 putting for bogey.)[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]There are two reasons for this. The first is just simply needing another set of eyes to track where my ball went down. I can always see it in flight just fine, but my aging eyes don’t always see it down. Usually it’s fine when I’m on my own, it’s just a tad bit more stressful than if I have a playing partner watching with me. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]BUT, the other reason I hate playing alone is the big one. And this bit me again yesterday. I hate playing alone because that’s when the truly magical things seem to happen and I don’t have a witness. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]Yesterday at my home course my usual partner had to beg out at the last minute for a work emergency. I decided I would at least play a few holes on my own and then maybe hit the range for some practice. On the par 4 hole #1 I hit a mediocre drive, then a really nice second shot that put the ball center of the fairway about 50 yards out. The pin was on the front of the green and I’ve been working quite a bit with controlling my distances and stopping the ball with my 58, so this looked like another good opportunity to practice some more. Lined up, picked my target slightly short of the hole, hit a really pretty shot up in the air, AND.....[/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]....SWISHED THE HOLE for birdie. It dropped in the hole right next to the pin like that’s where it belonged. Made a wonderful sound. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]And I just stood there hardly believing what I just watched...what I just did. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]And then I immediately started looking around for witnesses. The guys hitting on #2 had just driven off and weren’t watching. The guys behind me were a fivesome and they were still getting themselves organized back on the tee box. The club’s shirt game practice area was to my left, and there were some people out there including some people I knew, but literally every person was turned the other way. Our club has bent grass greens and it was 95F in Texas yesterday, so normally you can expect some course workers nearby getting ready to spray down the green...but no, there was nobody. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]I texted my buddy who bailed on me and told him what happened. He was impressed, but it’s not the same thing as celebrating in person. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]So anyway, I’m telling you guys what happened. And I SWEAR it really happened. And I’m not nearly good enough for this to be a normal expectation so my being impressed with my shot really means something![/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]Anyway, other than those two reasons, I don’t mind golfing alone. Golf just somehow picks my alone times for the really unbelievable shots. [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="]Later, on the par 3 #7, I absolutely flushed my shot. As it sailed through the air, all I could think was “OF COURSE I’ll get my first friggin’ hole in one today with nobody around. OF COURSE that would happen.” [/FONT][/FONT]
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[FONT="][FONT="](It didn’t. And I ended up 3 putting for bogey.)[/FONT][/FONT]