What an intense day.
CP09 was only my second sanction tournament, the first being the kalamazoo championship 08. I was kind of forced to play am2 this time by Larry. Not a problem, I was actually glad he put me in am2 even though I signed up for am3. Its a pretty sweet compliment for me to be bumped UP a division. I'd much rather do that than sandbag am3. And speaking of sandbaggers...I can't believe how many guys were sandbagging am2! One guy i played with, who was a cool guy and all, had won tournamentS in am1, not to mention winning am2 tourneys, and placed top 100 in the worlds this year! His rating was just below the cutoff for am1. Fair? technically. There should be some sort of rule that if you win am1 you can never play am2 again IMO. Once you get older and lose strength maybe you can be re-evaluated if you want to play beyond masters.
Anyway, I played ok the first round. Ok in the 2nd sanctioned tournament is sweet for me because i have basically always been a big choker under pressure in sports. That leads me to my next round, where I choked. Could have choked worse for sure, but put up a score 9 higher than my first round for 24 holes. I did basically the same thing in the Kzoo champs 08, was tied for the lead I believe (maybe 2 back?) going into the second round and just couldn't get it together the second round. I used to always choke in ball golf tournaments too. I was one of the best guys on the h.s. team in practice rounds, but when a tournament came up you could count on me screwing up bad. I know my habit of choking won't just disappear one day, but will most likely fade away with experience. In the meantime, it kind of sucks though! I try to play safe and my timing gets messed up. Try to go all out and hit trees, we all know the drill. The part I don't quite understand is that I stay almost completely positive all the way though. I have this part DOWN, but its not transferring over enough yet! Well if we all played our absolute best and won every tournament I guess it wouldn't be any fun either. Well done to all the nonsandbaggers who beat me today, you have apparently come closer to mastering dealing with that competitive anxiety than I have. Sandbaggers - you have too, but no love your way.