Here in Southern California, winter golf just means possibly wearing long pants and a long sleeved shirt when we play. Maybe a light jacket. Since taking up golf a couple years ago, this became the number one reason I am glad to live here. A real rationalization for paying a premium for my mortgage and other costs of living. I can golf year round – comfortably. Usually.
I mean, it’s January and a few days last week saw temperatures of 80 degrees. Circumstances have precluded my playing much golf this “winter,” in fact it had been over a month since my last round. I was happy to get the chance to go out and play this past Saturday in my club’s first tournament of the season. But the 80 degree weather was long gone! In fact, when I arrived for my teetime it was half that. That’s right – 40 freaking degrees plus a cold wind. People were out there in ski hats and mothballed sweaters. I wore a turtleneck under my golf shirt plus a jacket and I was still freezing. I actually wore a scarf around my face and ears a lot of the time. I kept my golf glove on even while putting and put a glove on my right hand in between shots. Some folks had on long-johns which they said helped keep them warm. I don’t own any long-johns. My ass was numb by the end of the round.
They actually predicted snow here – SNOW! Had there been any precipitation with this cold snap, it certainly would have been of the flaky variety. Come on, this is Southern California. This ain’t right.
Like I said, I hadn’t played in awhile and couldn’t arrive early enough to hit any warm-up balls in advance of the round. I was so stiff I could barely complete a full backswing, and it kind of hurt. I hit the snack shack on #2 where I picked up a hot cocoa and a bottle of Jack Daniels – you know the little airplane/minibar sized bottles that make you feel like a giant. That warmed and loosened me up right quick! I birdied #3 with authority and almost birdied #4 but tapped in for par. That was the highlight of my round. I just couldn’t stay warm or focused.
There was a two-club wind that swirled around and refused to be predicted. I don’t think I was the only one who couldn’t get over the fact that it was this freakin’ cold. The last few holes were in the shade and it was getting close to dusk so the temperature dropped even further. I could see and hear the chattering teeth of one of the guys in my foursome.
Too many double bogeys later, I ended up shooting 96 for a net 78 (on a par 70 course!), which was surprisingly the second best score in my group. Greg, who has a handicap 5 points lower than mine, shot a 97. The winner of A-flight shot a net 2-over, so I guess that means we’re all a bunch of sissy-babies out here.
At least I won 20 clams for claiming the long drive victory. They had me playing the forward tees so I had a big advantage, but I didn’t feel too bad about it because the guy I out drove to put my name on the card was behind me by more than the difference in the tees. Most people didn’t keep it in the fairway.
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Say it ain’t so, Phil!
While looking over some more Birdie Girl bloggerage, I saw a disappointing report about Phil Mickelson on Score Golf.Phil will “most likely” use Callaway’s FT-i square driver at the Masters this year. Seems he’s convinced the thing will help him hit it straighter. I don’t know if that’s the magic bullet or not but if he’s got it in his head that it will do the trick, that might be all it takes. He’s got his body in better shape. As for whether he’s got his mind right, that he’s using one of those weird square things makes me think he doesn’t.
I was wondering if any Tour players were going to try one.
As for the technology, he’s almost got me convinced with this quote:
The FT-i isn’t an evolutionary driver, it’s a revolutionary driver,” Mickelson said. “Because the MOI is so high, because the ball goes so straight it doesn’t want to curve. That’s why I’m leaning towards that driver for Augusta. I’m not really trying to maneuver it or curve it; I’m just trying to hit high bombs.
If that’s the case, why is he only “leaning towards” it? Maybe he’s waiting for the jury of his peers to weigh in on it to see if he’s going to get laughed off Augusta National if he shows up with it in his bag.
Hmm… two posts in a row about ugly drivers. Dude, I hope they don’t prove out and force me to eat my words, buy one and play blindfolded! Maybe the look will grow on me???
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