I played nine holes at the OGA Golf Course in Woodburn, Oregon. It was the first time I have played on a full-sized course since 2015. I lost a few strokes because I had forgotten how to play from unusual lies, but all that will come back.<\/p>\n
I played with a friend and a guy they paired us up with. On the green, no one made a move to take the pin out. No one even brought it up. We got off the greens pretty fast.<\/p>\n
Also in that regard, I sank five putts from 6 to about 12 feet because the pin gave me a positive target to aim at. I know that if I had putted at a hole, I might have made only one or two of those putts. <\/p>\n
How about the new drop rule? I hit a ball into a bank that was full of yellow jacket holes. They nest in the ground. Fortunately it has been too cold for them to be active or I wouldn’t have gone near the place. But the ball was embedded, so I took an unplayable, marked off my two club lengths, bent over, and dropped the ball from knee height. <\/p>\n
Some touring pro (Ricky? Justin?) needs to explain to me why that is so hard to do or so hard to remember.<\/p>\n
At one point, I thought to myself why we love golf. It’s because on occasion we can play with the pros. We can all hit shots a touring pro would say, “Can I have that shot?” But I know that if I picked up a baseball bat and stepped in against major league pitching I would probably mess my pants. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I played nine holes at the OGA Golf Course in Woodburn, Oregon. It was the first time I have played on a full-sized course since 2015. I lost a few strokes because I had forgotten how to play from unusual lies, but all that will come back. I played with a friend and a guy … Continue reading Today’s Round<\/span>