Well, that could have gone better.
Good news, we didn't get last. We didn't even get last in our grouping. We actually won our grouping. But to be any more positive beyond that would be a stretch. The amateur doubles tourney matched all amateurs against one another and took place at the Hyland Ski Course. Being my first time on the course, I wasn't sure what to expect. Guess what... its on a big friggin' hill! Up and down and up and down and across then up a bunch of hills! Ugh, it makes a man tired!
As I look back on it all, the result was pretty predictable. Not only had I never played the course before, MRK (my partner) had played the course a grand total of one time. Experience with the course was greatly lacking. Also, experience with that type of course is greatly lacking. Not too many courses I have played come close to simulating the elevation change and the accompanying length. Our inexperience with the course means our distancing was off, our shot evaluation was inaccurate, and I just flat didn't know how to throw uphill or downhill like that. It was learning as we were playing... in a tournament. No bueno.
Oh, and neither MRK nor myself had really played since our last tourney in May. I will admit that especially early on I was a liability to the team. We took nearly all of the King's shots because, well, he played much better than me.
Doubles are supposed to represent an amalgamation of the two players. It allows a team to utilize the strengths of the two and mitigate the weaknesses. It allows two attempts at the same shot. But when you rely more or less on one of the team, the team loses the bonus of having a teammate. The end result was that for a good portion of the round, I required the King to work alone. The end result was a poor scoring performance. We lacked birdies. That is all there is to it.
On a positive note, I threw a disc 700+ feet on the last hole. Downhill but it happened.
It felt good.
Maybe more about Taco Bell and Lion's Park and wheel bearings and watching the pros later. Right now I'm tired.
Diggs, out.
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