Today I joined my buddy Peter Fessler for a late morning 18 at West Seattle.
It was a round unlike any I’ve had before.
For starters I holed out from the fairway. 9 iron from 130 yards on the second hole. Only the second time I’ve ever holed out from the fairway and the first time in like four years.
Thereafter I hit it all over God’s creation but scored like a Tour pro. In fact I was -3 standing on the eighth tee, the first time in my life I’ve ever reached that mark. Reason: putting. I made EVERYTHING. Through 10 holes I took ELEVEN putts.
Most Tour pros don’t do that.
Sadly, it all went downhill after the eleventh hole. I missed a ten-foot birdie putt there — my first miss all day — and then whacked one into the hazard on No. 12.
After going out in 35 I came home in 42 for a 77 from the blue tees on a saturated course — not bad, but certainly not what might have been.