The final of the Lindfield men’s handicap singles competition will be played at 9.30am on Saturday, Nov 12. And if Tony Lawrence fails to turn up again, citing his daughter’s heavy cold and previous sleepless night as an excuse, then, well, tough. His opponent – Tim – will be declared the winner and his name painted on the board in the club bar.
Do I want to win? As I’ve said before, not hugely bothered, though I won’t say that on the day of the match because it annoys Openly CompetitiveTim (actually, perhaps I should say it… over and over again).
But I do want to score, say, 77 or better. That would be magical – and mean another handicap cut! Likely? No. But certainly possible. I’m told the course is a quagmire after the downpours of the last few days. Still, at least that should make it easy to hold the greens.
Then there’s the foursomes final next week with Adam. I’d like to win that one, funnily enough. Can’t get a handicap cut in a foursomes game, after all.
I haven’t played much outside my own imagination in the last month but I intend to squeeze in a few ‘business-meeting’ matches this week.
If we’d played a few weeks back, as intended, I would have gone into the game not yet having learnt the transition or the downswing with Dave and Steve.
It wouldn’t have been easy, winning without a transition or a downswing…
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