Hi golf world! It’s been a few weeks since my last blog and things have really been rockin! I just finished up a six week stretch of tournaments on the Duramed Futures Tour, and I’m so ready to go home and do absolutely NOTHING for just one day. But I’m sure it would have seemed even longer if I hadn’t played as well as I did, so I’m so glad I stuck it through! Here’s the scoop…
I made five cuts in a row (that’s five paychecks!) and I moved 25 spots on the money list. It feels good to be able to afford a few dinners out and I’m stealing much less from the player’s “lost&found” box these days- haha. My ‘daddycaddy’ had to get back to his normal job so I had actually experienced 3 different caddies. I never knew how great I had it with him!
First off, I was at a tournament ALL by myself and if you do not have a caddy the tournament will put your bag on the back of the cart and a “cart driver” will carry your clubs for you. I’ve heard some horror stories about cart drivers driving over the player’s ball, dropping the clubs on the cart path, or even offering a little advice they heard from their buddy Bob (who’s probably a 25 handicap haha). But mine was great! The only problem was being out there all by myself. Without my dad on the bag, how was I to know that the 8-iron is the right club? It looks like it should break left, but what if I’m wrong?? It was a whole different world out there and you really have to dig deep for the confidence needed to be successful out there. I finally told myself, “I’m going with this club, and if I’m wrong…then who cares! Let’s hit it with some authority!” Then maybe throw in a “booya!” to psych myself up. I struggled in the beginning with a 75, but came back with two 71’s to make a good finish.
Second, my ‘mommycaddy’ came in for the job.
Just doesn’t rhyme as well… But she was great. Of course, no matter where I hit the ball she would just smile and say, “that’s okay, you’re doing great!”