After 16 holes, and 31 points, I'm left with a full wedge shot uphill to a plateau green for my 3rd shot at the 17th. Its' probably my last comp of the year and I'm hoping to ratain my 8 handicap(8.4). Up to this point my driving has been unusually good and my wedge play poor.
I have to admit to having some doubts because of a couple of other bad shots and feeling a bit of pressure. Anyway I chunked it short of the green and left myself a tricky chip up onto the green with a front pin placement. But I'd been chipping quite well and felt a bit more positive about this one and the ball finished about 5 feet to the left of the pin. I holed the putt for par 5 and 3 points.
So, after 4 1/4 hours and just the second easiest par 4 to go and I've got 34 points. I only really need 1 point to be sure of keeping my handicap. I'm playing with my mate Graham and a chap who looks and plays like Foggy Dewhurst. I got my drive away ok but Graham couldn't find his ball. We had to let the group behind through, so I have a long wait to play my uphill, ball above the feet , wedge shot!
My patience was running out and having no great hopes for the approach I duly chunked it again. Worse still I left the next effort about 10 yards short of the green. I'm now staring at a likely 6 and back to 9 handicap. The chip wasn't easy but I thought I had a chance and managed to get it to 2 1/2 feet below the hole.
In the meantime, Foggy is in the bunker, and after 3 carefully planned shots he managed to get it out onto the apron. He has one more go for a point before I can eventually attempt my putt and having missed it, strides up with the intention of finishing. He thinks better of it and at last I can finish.
The putt went in for 1 point, but I don't know whether to feel good or bad about it. I definitely surcumbed to pressure with those wedge shots, but managed to save myself with the chipping and putting. I missed out on some money(just) but retained my handicap.