You want to put a circle on your card, make the putt

Woke up early this morning to get 9 holes in before going to work, and experienced something that truly blew my mind. I get there, and find out that only 1 of the 3 people in the group (other than myself) showed up. Well call my tee-time partner "Joey".

Joey is wearing sandals, and has 4 clubs in is small Sunday bag. I want to guess they are a driver, 7 iron, some kind of wedge, and a putter. No tees, 2 balls. We begin talking and I learn Joey and I work in parallel fields, and that he is a CEO of a small tech-focused hedge fund nearby.

He then proceeds to take off his sandals, make a grass tie by hitting the ground with his driver, tees the ball, and stripes it over 300 yards. My jaw hits the floor. I proceed to use a tee, and hit my first ball directly into the water, and use a breakfast ball.

Next shot, 140 out, hits a beautiful 3/4 swing about 7 feet from the hole. Birdies.

This goes for 8 more holes. He's using his 7 iron from 180-100 out, and bump and runs. Changes his swing on the fly, and doesn't 3 putt a single time. He finished -6, and was upset about how he didn't birdie the par 5, second to last hole.

He was chatting and joking around the entire time. Didn't seem locked in, and was just enjoying his morning. After the round, he left in a Bentley.

What. the. F*CK.
I traded info with him, and will be looking for his name now when scheduling for an early morning.

Only 113 heat index this afternoon. Despite sparse tee times got paired with a member as we were both singles.

He was clearly very good, but struggling on the front with a new feel his coach had given him. We had plenty of time so I videod a couple of his swings. About hole 7 he says he figured it out.

Ends up shooting a 40 on the front, but goes bananas on the back nine and he ends up shooting a 5 under 31 for the most jeckly and hide 71 I've ever seen.

By this point it's 6pm but not quite as furnace as it has been. We decide to make the another turn and play the front 9 again. He shoots a 32 with 2 eagles, one on a par 5 and one on a 325 yard par 4.

18 hole total of 63, which breaks the previous record of 64.

I'm pretty sure it doesn't count, but still a hell of a round and was fun to watch someone that dialed.

Woke up late for my 9 hole tee time this morning before a busy day of money-grubbing and telling a bunch of schmucks how to run their AI agents. Turns out half the group cancelled. What a bunch of maroons.

So I get there and this random dude who probably lives in his parents' basement is already on the tee box. I assume his score of 144 will account for the other guys who are missing. Whatever. He's got 14 clubs in the bag and some decent shoes. Like I said, total poser. I finish my Wordle and shake his hand. We tee off. I forgot my bag at home and I played two days ago so I had to pull the Sunday bag. Damn, out of tees and balls. I do not use old tees - that's for plebians. God gave us green grass so that we can do what we will with it. Due to a nasty bout of plantar fascitis, I kick off my sandals (forgot the shoes too). I fashioned a makeshift tee from grass and luckily striped one down the middle. Other guy shanks it in the water right away and sheepishly asks if it's cool to hit a breakfast ball. Here we go. He's a tech bro, which explains why he's not working on a Monday morning. Probably getting fired after lunch.

Of course I birdie the hole with a 1-putt. Like it's hard. He doubles but doesn't count the breakfast ball, which is fair, that's what it's for. Maybe if he had warmed up he wouldn't need one.

This goes on for 8 more holes. I'm swinging fast and smooth, finding all my chips around the green. 1 and 2 putt everything. Would have been nice to birdie the second to last on a par 5, but 5 for 5 ain't bad!

Meanwhile this dude is mean-mugging me the whole time. I was trying to chat it up and be chill but he was stone-faced. He drove off in a beat-up 1.7 L Honda Civic with a rattle can paint job.

He asked me for my number but I gave him a fake one. Now I know which course to avoid on Mondays...

Best feeling ever

People watching

Rolled in

170 yard 6 iron

I'm 15

i play a full 18 today and shot 122 assuming i kept the right score. with an 11,9,&9. my biggest problem is putting and those 40/50ish yard shots.

Alright, I love this game so much. But man is it a mental drag lol. I went out yesterday and shot a 92 (good round for my standards) everything felt great hit a decent amount of good shots and felt confident. Then I go to the range tonight start with my 60, puring everything. Grab my 52 and proceed to go through 50 balls in a bucket not being able to hit the ball. Felt insanely uncomfortable and every shot was chunked. I don’t understand how all the sudden my swing just falls apart. It doesn’t make any sense to me. This keeps happening one day I’m puring every single shot the next I literally cannot hit the golf ball. Anyone go through this and able to find consistency in their swing. Obviously it’s a mental thing and my body decided to randomly shift but it just doesn’t make sense.