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A professional golfer’s blog!

There just aren’t enough female golf bloggers. But we can add one more to the list!

There also aren’t enough professional golfers blogging. We can add one to that as well – for a total of…. ONE?

That’s right, Megan Heckeroth, an actual pro golfer on the LPGA tour has her own golf blog and I’m adding it to my list of sites on my sidebar. I first learned about it over on Bogey Lounge, then it got picked up over at Hooked on Golf, where her blog posts are also featured now.
She writes about her trips and her tournaments – how cool is that? It’s like what I do, only I’m a hack and a wannabe. She’s actually ON TOUR! One thing, though: her site has this funny green tint to it… or maybe that’s just the way I see it through my jealous, jealous eyes.

Go, Megan! Good luck and keep blogging!
(photo taken from megangolf.com)

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Colorado golf course, foxes and Cornbread

I have officially added Colorado to my list of states played for a grand total of 14.

It was a double leg trip, with my first stop in Detroit. It was supposed to snow in Detroit and the weather forecast for Denver showed rain and low temperatures. I didn’t even bring my clubs. I did, however, pack some golf clothes and shoes, and I always have a glove, some balls and tees in my suitcase. You never know when an opportunity will present itself.

The clubhouse at Fox Hollow. My camera was back at home in my golf bag
so I had to buy one of those disposable jobbies. Hence the poor quality.

It turned out that the day I had time to play was actually sunny and in the 50’s. It was incredibly windy, but I decided to check another state off my list and headed out to Fox Hollow in Lakewood. The people were nice and professional, though not as uber-friendly as some of the people I’ve encountered in the states I’ve played (Hello, Nebraska!). For my round, the cart, a couple logo balls, a snazzy divot repair tool, a hat and rental clubs, I paid a total of $109.75. Quite reasonable, I thought!

As usual, the rental sets were shabby. First, they handed me a nice, shiny set. Ladies’ clubs. Drat. I was tempted to take them anyway and suffer the consequences of playing with clubs shorter and more flexible than I’m used to. In hindsight, I probably should have. My game’s been off lately anyway, and this day was no exception, so it couldn’t have hurt me much.

The driver did okay for me, but I couldn’t hit the other woods if my life depended on it (good thing it didn’t).

Fox Hollow has three nines: Canyon, Meadow and Links. The pro shop sent me out with instructions to play Links and Canyon. The starter considered the wind and that it was my first time there and going out alone and re-directed me to play Canyon and Meadow. He said I’d be more protected from the wind that way. I sure couldn’t tell it from the first hole! The wind was howling! I managed to keep my first drive in the fairway, but I couldn’t find any yardage markers and the green was elevated and unknown to me. My second shot fell short, but I got on with my third. I arrived at an enormous green on top of the hill where the wind was trying to knock my socks off. No external force necessary, I three putted to start my round with a double bogey.

I took this picture to show the wind on the first hole. Because of the quality, it’s hard to see, but look at the bottom of the flagstick compared to the location of the actual flag.

I par’d the next two holes and a foursome let me play through on the par 5 fourth hole. After an impressive drive, I hacked around with all the eyes on me and carded another double. The next hole was interesting. It was a blind tee-shot with one of those low-tech marshal signs they change from red to green when it’s okay to hit. From the drawing on the scorecard, I could tell it went left and down and was intersected with a creek at the bottom of the hill. No guts, no glory. My shot went right where I intended but I had no way of knowing if that was the right thing to do. I found my ball a few feet in front of the edge of the creek — perfect luck! All my shots to the green were going long, and this was no exception. I ended up just off the back, from where I chipped on and two-putted for a bogey. That was a fun hole.

You can see my ball in the bottom right of the picture. How’s that for a lucky blind shot?
So there’s the hollow…

And here’s the fox.

At the end of the Canyon nine, I was ten over with a 45. Seven out of seven fairways hit, one out of nine greens (three were within inches), and a mere 18 putts! It actually felt pretty good! Then came the Meadow nine.

After noticing I’d hit every fairway on the front, I missed the next three. I hacked around on the first hole of Meadow (a par 5) and FOUR-putted to start yet again with a double bogey. The next hole was even worse, where I finally found the sand. This hole won our battle and left me with a snowman after a three-putt.

*Side note: The night before in my hotel room, I watched the movie “What the Bleep do We Know?” It’s a movie about quantum physics (a subject for which I geek out) and I loved it. I took it to the course with me, where I WAS the ball, the club, and the fairway. Be the ball, Danny. I guess on the back nine I became the turkey sandwich, the pretzels and the bunkers, and forgot about the rest of it. I should have remembered that I’m also the putter.*

Two holes and two three-putts later, the twosome in front of me invited me to play with them. Vince and Cornbread. Yes, that’s right — Cornbread. “My real name is Jeremy, but I only hear that name when I’m yelling at myself.” I found out he got the name back when he was the only white kid at his high school. Made sense to me. He had tattoos covering both his hands and arms, and on his fingers, it said “GAME OVER.” Apparently not his golf game. The guy could play and he was a real teddy bear. “There are only three things I care about: golf, lifting weights and women.” Vince commented that they weren’t necessarily in that order and Cornbread corrected him. A guy after my own heart — he’s passionate about his golf!

We enjoyed the rest of the round and I ended up with a 53 on that nine for a total of 98. I guess that’s not terrible considering my recent slump, the rental clubs, the unfamiliar course and the wind. I just don’t like settling for “not terrible.” I had thoughts about continuing on to play the Links nine as well, but the wind had battered me and I was done.

Cornbread works as a host at a “gentlemen’s” club right across the street from the hotel where I stayed. He invited me to the pajama party they were having that night. I declined. I didn’t pack pajamas.

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Tricky Masters coverage – set your DVR right!

Awhile back, I put up a post called “TiVo tips for golf fans.” Among other things, it explains how to set up a Wishlist in order to make sure it automatically records all the golf you want. My “PGA” keyword wishlist gets a whole lot of golf, even things I don’t want. But the one glaring thing it misses is the Masters!

I mentioned in that post that I have a separate keyword wishlist for the Masters, but I just checked my to-do list and it wasn’t on there. Turns out I didn’t have it set to auto record, so I needed to view upcoming episodes and tell it to record. Now, I’m not really big on watching sports on TV and I don’t follow the Masters like some obsessed mediaguru, so I didn’t even know on what channel to look for it. Good thing my wishlist tracked it down.

In case you don’t know (and I don’t know if it’s even true in all areas), it’s on USA the first two days and CBS over the weekend. So if you’re already at work and didn’t set your TiVo right, just come on over to my place tonight and we’ll all have a party watching it. Then get out and set your own DVR for the rest of it! You’ve been warned! :)

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The Golf Space opens its virtual doors

Mediaguru from the Hooked on Golf Blog has started a new craze for golf addicts. It’s like MySpace, but for golfers, and is appropriately called “The Golf Space.”

For a full description and explanation of what it is, see the HOG Blog post about it. That’s a direct link so you can jump right over the “all Masters all the time” thing that’s going on there right now. :)

I’m signed up as – you guessed it – golfchick. It already has 157 members and it just officially opened its doors yesterday! So get over there and claim your name if you haven’t already. See you at the Golfspace.

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Are you man enough to play from the forward tees?

Here’s a “forward” thinking idea — or is it just another feminist tirade?

Even though some courses have their own color coding system, the forward tees on a golf course are often referred to as the red tees. Many people call them the “ladies tees,” which I think is the problem stigmatizing these poor, underused tee markers around the country (maybe the world).

The idea behind the multiple tee marker placements is to give golfers a choice of how long and/or difficult of a course they want to play. Sometimes there are even shorter tees than the “reds,” often called junior tees. Most men, however, simply refuse to play from any tees in front of the “whites,” or middle tees.

Here’s an idea — maybe the tees should be posted with recommended handicap indexes. Some courses actually require proof of a lower index in order to play from the “backs” or “tips” as they’re sometimes called. Malibu Country Club is one such course. Why not have a similar situation at all tee placements — without the enforcement, except for extremes. That way, men wouldn’t feel emasculated when playing from alternate tee markers. Nor would they face the humiliation associated with a missed tee shot that doesn’t travel beyond those “ladies tees.” Now that indignity could rightfully fall on anyone who dinks their tee shot, from whichever markers they choose to start. Equal opportunity ridicule – I can take it.

Sure, I play from the forward tees. I also play from the whites. On really short courses, I’ve even been known to play from the blues. It’s so nice having options! Why shouldn’t men feel that same sense of liberation? I’ve played with some old men who hit their driver about as far as I hit my 7-iron who insist on playing from the “men’s tees.” Sometimes when I choose to play the whites, men even change their minds and suddenly decide to play the blues. Fellas, let me tell you: it’s neither manly nor impressive for you to play from further back if it’s just going to make you hack around more. I’ve sure seen my share of that, and it just makes me laugh (on the inside, of course). Then they get all frustrated and don’t enjoy their game. Why waste your money and spoil your day? And let’s not forget those poor folks behind you that have to wait around for you to find your ball and hit it four more times just to make room for them to hit.

As the game continues to grow and more people take to the field, I think the tee marker system needs an overhaul. There need to be more options for different skill levels, not just the big hitters. But there also needs to be an adjustment to the mindset about the different tees. Whether you’re a new golfer struggling to learn the game, a senior citizen, a high handicapper, or just a shorter hitter, why not play from further up? Even low handicappers might enjoy a change and a new challenge on a familiar course. Give it a try!

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Let’s give her something to blog about

Someone e-mailed me wondering if I got to 100 posts and quit blogging. I guess I just haven’t been inspired lately, but I do have one tidbit to share. I’ve mentioned before that one of the reasons I love golf is because there’s always something new to experience – always another “first.”

Well, during my last round I experienced another one. It was a short par-4 (271) and I was playing with a couple brand new golfers. I guess they felt intimidated because they kept wanting me to go first. The people ahead of us were just chipping onto the green but I decided to wait until they got up there in case I got a hold of one. Boy, did I get a hold of it. Ripped it right up there and drove the green to about 12 feet from the pin, I did. Of course, I followed it up with my usual crap and turned a potential eagle into a par with a three-putt. The old couple who were on the green were very nice when I apologized for hitting into them.

My drives seem to average more around the 225 range and even though I tend to hit one or two around 260-270 per round, I never expect to, especially when there’s the potential for reaching the green. Because when I try to drive it, I get too juiced up and over-swing. Sound familiar?

The rest of the round was typical of my play lately. I posted a dismal 92 on an easy course for a whopping 22.5 differential. Ugh… I sure don’t like watching that index shoot up. I guess that counts as another first – my first slump. I have to work on those greens in regulation and putting. I only hit 3 other greens in reg that round and had 6 three-putts. By the way, does driving the green even count as a green in regulation or is that some other statistic?

Anyway, another first under my belt. :)

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Post #100: The Golfchick Chronicles

This is my 100th post on this blog! To mark the occasion, I decided to finally complete a project I’ve wanted to do for awhile. I edited all my posts to include a link at the end for the next sequential post. This way, my entire blog can be read in order from the very first post to the most recent.

Since a lot of my posts are chronicles of my golfing experiences, I thought the idea made sense. Instead of fumbling through archives, reading out of order and clicking on random links, now there’s a logical path to follow. I have added a link to the first post in my sidebar as a starting point for anyone crazy enough to follow it.

For those of you who are subscribed to my feed (thanks, by the way!), I apologize if your reader went berserk while I was re-publishing every post.

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Rained on but not rained out

Last weekend was our monthly tournament with the Treehouse club. Rain was predicted and we all thought it would be rained out. I seriously did NOT expect to be playing golf that day.

It was cold, but it wasn’t raining at our start time so the course was open for business! Greg and I had a little too much fun the night before (figuring we weren’t going to play, of course) and so we were scrambling when we heard it was on. We got to the course moments before our tee time and hustled to the tees. It was “show up and play” like I’ve never done before. Who needs to warm up or putt a few anyway? Evidently I do.

I’ve been in quite a slump lately, breaking 100 the wrong way my last several times out. I played a “practice” round on this course — Los Robles Greens — a few days before the tournament. It was really just so I’d get some golf in before the rain, but I shot a 95. Not good, but at least I was back on the right side of 100.

We got soaked with rain/sleet for a few holes late in the round and my butt didn’t thaw out for about an hour after we were finished and waiting inside for the rest of the field to come in. It wasn’t just the tournament that got rained on, though. So did my parade. What parade? Well, up until then, I had won something in every tournament I played. Now I’m just another golfer. Hmph. Gotta work on my game! I shot the exact same score as my practice round for the tournament, and even though my index is below 17 which is the cutoff mark for A-flight, my course handicap was 18 (plus 4 strokes for the course rating difference in the tees) so I played in B-flight for the day. Net 73 was not enough to place.

Greg, on the other hand, shot a stellar round (81) and he got 15 strokes so he netted 66 to finish first place in A-flight. That’s really how he should be playing. It was nice to see him back to form, and I hope he continues the trend. I was starting to worry that it was my presence that had his index ballooning, so it’s good to know he can play well with me there. :)
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I am the “golf blogger survivor”

It was a heated battle. No.
It was an intense few weeks. No.
It was a fight to the finish. Not exactly. But it was close!

The Golf Blogger Survivor game came to its conclusion this week with your very own Golf Chick as the champion. It actually ended in a tie and Heather (McMichael, goddess of the TravelGolf Leaderboard, and creator/moderator of the game) cast the deciding vote to declare me the winner. Why? Because I “pandered” to my readers the best. Gotta love that.

My prize was this logo. Wahoo!

Now I just have to get it up there with my profile picture without supplanting that cute golf chick logo that Bogeyman designed. I will proudly display it if I can figure out how. Update: Hey, I did it! That wasn’t so hard.Heather is also going to dedicate an entire leaderboard blog post to me in the future. Since I can’t seem to win anything on the golf course lately, at least I have this. :)

A bunch of us golf bloggers had fun inserting her interesting words into our blogs for your votes. Thanks for reading and voting! And thanks to Heather for hosting the party!

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Correcting my stance

I never knew it, but I have a tendency to stand on the outside of my feet. It’s not that I’m bow-legged or anything, I guess I’m just funny that way.

Anyway, one thing my con-man instructor actually did for me way back when (about a year ago) was to point that out. In my stance, I was putting most of my weight on the outer edge of my feet, especially my right foot. He noticed it and literally put a wedge under the outside of my right foot and had me swing the club that way to feel what it “should” feel like. What a difference such a small change can make.

Ever since then, when I set up to the ball, I consciously put most of my weight on the inside of my right foot and more balanced on my left. It really feels like a more athletic stance and allows me to push off with more power and it has definitely had an impact on my ball striking and distance. It keeps me more balanced throughout the swing and helps with a full finish.

Does your stance feel athletic?

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