Sunday, August 9, 2009

Bizarro World

I never thought it would happen, but it did yesterday in norman (maybe that's why!). On the back nine at the Jimmie Austin Golf Club, Travis and I somehow managed to exchange golf games. Personally, I think that when Travis blew out the candles on his very delicious pumpkin cake that his fabulous wife baked the day before, he made a "Freaky Friday" birthday wish; which, consequently, just happened to be on a Friday! But, before I get to the back-nine, you have to know what happened on the front-nine.
For about the past three weeks, I've been pretty inconsistent with my driver. What started as a few hooks or pulls off the tee in a round slowly turned into a consistent duck-hook. To remedy this, I made some modifications to my grip and swing; that's all I did to correct my slice months ago. Suffice it to say that I got to the point where I could (can) hit the ball any direction but straight. I had one good drive on the front, which was on the first hole. After that, it seemed like I was taking a drop on every hole. What started out as problems off the tee turned into problems everywhere. I think I even had a couple 'episodes.' I finished with a 57. A 57! I can't remember the last time I played nine holes that badly, probably well before the Mandate. Travis, as usual, played very consistent and didn't make any big mistakes. He shot a respectable 45. Bogey golf isn't bad, especially when playing a Perry Maxwell-designed course for the first time. The biggest surprise was that Travis used his driver. The big dipper! I haven't seen him use the BD consistently in months. Sure he had a couple drives that could have been better, but I don't remember him having any terrible drives.
After the 57, I knew I had to do something drastic. So, at the turn I did a couple of drastic things. First, Travis was nice enough to buy us both a couple beers. I know CDB-Law is very strict on drinking beer while trying to play a serious round, but as I may have mentioned, this was an extraordinarily desperate situation. Besides, it was CDB2's idea; and he always knows what is best for CDB. The second drastic thing I did was put away the driver. First time ever. But hell, I had been watching Travis beat me (usually) for the past two months using his Little Dipper off the tee. So, I tried using my 3-wood off the tee. First hole on the back-nine? My first par of the day. I would go on to par four MORE holes en route to a 42. That's right, fifteen strokes less than the front-nine for a total of 99. Best 99 of my life. Mr. Consistent shot another 45 for a solid 90, bogey golf.