Saturday morning I teed off early and Lucy teed off in the afternoon so that didn’t work out well car wise once again. I think the Futures Tour has some way of knowing who roommates are and they love to schedule us at opposite waves. Just kidding but really, it’s true. I told myself that I was going to have a better start to the day so I could enjoy myself and let good things happen naturally. I birdied the 3rd once again, as well as the 5th, and 8th. Three under at the turn with lots more opportunities on the back…that’s some fun golf! I started missing a few greens but not horribly bad, missed a few more birdie opportunities and settled for tap in pars. As I got closer to 18 I was missing greens by a little more and found myself chipping and making clutch 5 footers for par. I wasn’t nervous but going bogey free was in the back of my head just a little, who wouldn’t be thinking that? 18 arrived and I went for it in two, missing the green short and right. I knew that it was going to be a good birdie chance to finish at 4 under. Well, the chip went in for an eagle. What a way to finish! I had mentioned earlier in the week that in the past few weeks, I haven’t had any breaks but that if I stayed patient, surely things would turn around in my favor. Once that ball disappeared in the hole all I could do was take a breath of relief and show a little smile. I didn’t know that all my friends were watching up at the clubhouse so word spread quickly about the chip-in eagle. I went from 58th to as low as 6th in a matter of 18 holes.
Saturday night we cooked out at our friends’ host house and just relaxed. We had a good time playing a few games and eating everything in sight. Lucy and I were the only ones to make the cut in the group so we left early to get some sleep.
Sunday morning rolled around and I was 3 shots behind the leader and tied for 8th place. I was paired up with a 17-year-old amateur who is very well known so we had a lot of people following us, following her, not me I’m sure. It was neat because the final groups have walking scorers and we were announced with full bios on a mic. It was legit. I started off steady and found a birdie on the 4th hole. I had a few more pars and was 6 under at the turn. I had different volunteer drivers toting around my clubs all week. I had no problem with the first two guys but my volunteer Sunday was a little out of it. At the turn he decided to go off and chat and use the bathroom while I’m waiting on him to bring the clubs over so I can hit first. Well, I let the other girls go and I ran back to find my driver and ran back to tee off. From there on, it got worse. He was never near me, always dragging way behind, more concerned about giving the scorers our scores for the Internet rather than caring about what was important. The scores on the Internet are not official and are always wrong so he shouldn’t have cared so much. He had to ask us what we had on every hole and that gets old after a while, especially in threesomes during a professional event. I know I’m rattling on and on about him but it wasn’t a good situation and I should have taken my clubs off the cart before I got really upset. Lesson learned.
I went 33 holes without a bogey until I three-putted my 12th hole on Sunday. I went on to double my 13th hole from 83 yards out. I missed 16 and 17 greens by killing it over both greens and not getting up and down. I never outwardly showed my frustration towards him and how my timing of waiting on him was so off but I know that it got the best of me in my head. I lost focus, I was rushed, I felt like I slowed the group down, and from now on if I feel things are getting in the way of my game, I will stop it immediately and continue on with my focused golf.
I ended up shooting 35-41 to drop from T8th to T41st. Heartbreaking I know. Lucy didn’t have a great day of golf either. We went to Steak and Shake to drown our sorrows and to laugh off our awful final round experiences. We know more than anyone what we need to get better at; the problem is recognizing it as soon as we make a mistake. I can honestly say I hit great shots this week. Coming in, I should have chosen different irons into greens. It wasn’t a matter of hitting nervous poor shots; it was a matter of what club I had in my hands. That’s just a mistake that all golfers make and if no one ever did that, then we’d all be amazing.
Some may call it strange but Lucy and I went to the nearby Best Buy to catch the end of the Masters on an LED TV but it didn’t work out so I knew that a hotel nearby had a sweet 50-inch TV in their lobby. We found ourselves sitting in front of that TV for hours and then stealing (borrowing) one of the hotel’s basketballs and playing outside for hours on their court. It was a lot of fun and I was exhausted by the end of the day.
Don't play me in PIG....I'm creative.
What Lucy and I do to our private housing...
I’m currently in the plane heading back home for two weeks. I’m looking forward to sleeping in my own bed, seeing friends and family like always, and getting a minor injury checked out. OU is hosting the Big XII Women’s Golf Championship this year so I’ll be down in Norman for a few days leading up to the San Antonio Futures Tour event. I’m skipping the next Futures tournament because I want to be home a little longer and see the OU girls play for the first time this year. Hopefully they can pull out a W.
I was pretty upset yesterday with my results but I can look at it one way or the other. I know that I have the talent to be one of the best players out there but I’m expecting overnight success. I figure with time and experience, it might happen for me. The cool thing is whatever is going to happen is already planned out for me so I just have to ride it out and enjoy every moment of what God has planned. It’s kind of reassuring that I don’t need to worry about the future. No one should! Live in the moment and plan for nothing huh? …. Maybe not quite like that. Hope everyone has a great week and thanks for every single word of encouragement. I appreciate each and every one of you!
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