I joined two golf buddies of mine, Sven and Christoph, in playing an informal competition at my home club, Royal Port Alfred, today. A guy I don't know brought fourteen of his buddies from Port Elizabeth (PE) down to our area to celebrate his 40th birthday with a weekend long bash. We were netted as a local bunch of guys to provide opposition (testosterone requires that competition be part of golf...). I'm not into competitions, not yet anyway. However, it was quite enjoyable.
Christoph and I ended up in a team against one Kevin and Paul (from PE). Kevin is a member of the Humewood Golf Club, which hosted the South African Open in 2007. It is supposed to be a great, typical coastal links-type, course. He's a 14-handicapper. Paul is a civil contractor who works on water infrastructure (I think) projects in the former Transkei - these days part of the Eastern Cape province. Christoph is a viciously good golfer (in my books) with a 6 handicap at present, which gives him a competition allowance of 5. For his handicap and most recent scores go here.
Paul had a terrible day, something which happens if you haven't played golf in ages. The sole impressive aspect of his game was his drives and length in general. Wow! He would generally hit two to three irons longer than the rest of us. Something to behold. However, the rest of his game wasn't up to scratch. In the better-ball format we played the scoring (Stableford) was left up to his team mate Kevin.
Christoph and I got off to a good start 'winning' the first two holes and halving the third. We were slightly ahead until about four holes from the end. At that stage below par play from both of us allowed Kevin through the back door and 'they' ended up beating us by two points. Some of the other locals did better, but the last group also folded and sadly the locals lost :-). At least we showed the city boytjies a good time!
I played 102 (with more than a couple of rings...), but because of the competition format - better ball - did not get to add up my Stableford score. I'm pretty sure it's for the best though...
For Christoph a poor day meant playing 86. No comment.
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