So after one of the greatest adventures of my life getting to the resort, I experienced what is currently the greatest round of my life on the course. Our tee time was early and we decided to get up and eat something and have a coffee before going out to play. If I don't have coffee and food I play golf a lot like I paid attention in high school. For any of you who did not know me then it was not a pretty sight, lots of sleeping and very little note taking. I know it is all mental and I am sure I could play just fine without these items, but...well lets face it I don't even believe myself as I am writing it right now I NEED COFFEE AND FOOD TO GOLF!
We got our coffee and headed to the first tee just feet from the restaurant. As we walked over the Caddy that Mr. Winn hired introduced himself and said he would be able to caddy for 2 people that day. Seeing as how I was already given one of the greatest gifts a golfer could get to play at Pebble Beach I differed to Mr. Winn and Jake. I figured he could tell me where to hit the ball on the green until he lacked enough oxygen to maintain life and it would not make a difference, because I would never be able to hit it to an exact target on the green anyway. At the first tee i saw a slight dogleg left and hammered a drive just onto the rough on the right side of the fairway. I was so happy I didnt do anything horrible like hit one of the multi million dollar homes nearby. After reaching my ball I was promptly awoken by the sound of golf ball on pavement and a nice sting in my left calf muscle. The guy behind us teed off and bounced one off the cart path and directly into my leg. This is a bruise I will cherish always, in fact I sometimes think about punching myself in the same spot to keep the memory alive. After being struck I took out my gap wedge and promptly hit a ball about 15 yards short of the green. I hit it fatter than jabba the hut. I then hit a sandy on the green and 2 putted for bogey. Not a bad first hole I thought it could have been a lot worse. It was at the third hole that I really shocked myself. I was in a separate cart from Jake and Mr. Winn and did not see what the caddy had grabbed for clubs. I knew it was a par four and could remember in the game on PlayStation hitting the ball over a line of trees onto the green with a driver. I grabbed my driver and decided to give it my best fantasy try. When I walked into the tee box the caddy chuckled and said I should have brought a hybrid and tried to lay up to the bend. I was already sure I knew what I wanted to do and anybody who knows me knows I was never going to take the hybrid out. Needless to say my drive actually did exactly what I said it would. I told them I wanted to go over the trees and hit the middle of the fairway near the green. I took the club back close to my body trying to hit a little draw and pounded it over the trees. My ball was less than 50 yards out smack in the middle of the fairway. I pitched on and 2 putted for par I was 2 over after 3 and everything was coming up Eric. All day I was hitting shots with consistency until about the 13th hole. I went on a 3 hole skid but was still double bogeying for the most part at worst. Then back to par bogey golf with a bird mixed in. Finally we pulled up to the infamous 18th hole. This is a par five that bends around to the left with nothing but the Pacific Ocean along the left hand side. I told the group I was going to go for it and cut the corner because what the hell when was I ever going to play Pebble Beach again. Again the caddy told me it was not a great idea and said he had seen a lot of balls get wet when people tried to cut the corner. Well I took the club back and absolutely hit the drive of my life. The ball went right over the ocean hit the fairway and rolled another 20 yards towards the green. The caddy chuckled and said he couldn't believe it. I am pretty sure if I tried I could have floated directly over the water to my ball that day I was on cloud 99. Second shot was a 3 wood that I slammed past the green and through the group of Japanese gentlemen leaving the hole causing them to scatter like roaches from a beam of light. The ball landed behind and to the right of the green directly underneath the giant windows of the restaurant with people eating lunch and staring down ominously like a group of elementary school children watching the lion at the zoo. I took out my sand wedge and hit a beautiful flop shot that landed on the left side of the green. The problem like always is that I am a terrible putter. I make Happy Gilmore look like Sam Snead when it comes to putting. Needless to say I 2 putted for par but by all rights I should have been on in 2 and putting for eagle. This day capped off the greatest day of golf in my life to date. I am sure there will be more but I don't know that they will ever live up to that day!
