Stating the obvious but Sunday’s club comps are usually filled with big fat lump (*cough* add an ‘s’ in there if you want) of Swashbucklers signed up the middle of the field. Yep, we usually are there or thereabouts come the end of the day but that said, its always nice to be able to report we heavily crashed the top of the table when everyone’s come in.
It’s not just the ‘numbers’
Rather than putting it down to having the sheer numbers in the comp, we do have a sincere effort from nearly everyone to chip away at their handicaps – something that may not be as active amongst other Swindles but certainly inkeeping with being a “Swashbuckler”. Mark and Wayne are doing their utmost to drop their handicaps this year and everyone will agree are both doing a great job. Mr Savill is working on single figures (won’t be long), Lee wants to rule the world, Al Gollup getting a run up at the Order of Merit I’m sure and to take on Wayne’s chances! etc etc. There are side bets going on all over. Regular fivers between players on comp scores, annual lowest handicap drops between similar handicaps (we have a percentage drop bet for under 10’s this year) as well as a heap of ad hoc swaggering. Cue Denzil threatening to ‘smash me up’ and putting a fiver on it after a few Grolsh on Saturday. Cha ching, ta Denz… despite your selective memory.
Its this effort to push on (which admittedly isnt for everyone), which does set us apart a bit. Recent Ryder Cup results show that, our launching of internal match play comps is another example… and of course it makes writing these reports even easier when we’ve regular achievements to put down in words!
Souper Sunday (and not the infamous ‘BLT’ flavour)
So Sunday saw a very strong return for our collective efforts, despite the recently drilled greens. My 41 wasn’t good enough as I walked off the 18th. First thing I heard wasn’t ‘well played’ it was ‘not good enough’, but it was the second comment at least. Typical 🙂 (and no prizes on whom to attribute that to!) However, sat firmly at the top were our own Mr Graham-Lovely-One-C-Loveless on 42, pipped (once again) on countback to our own ever-improving Mr Wayne Nowak. Some great scoring all round. Not to be undone, Denzil did his best to say ‘what about me’ with 38.
Sunday also saw the Assig/Wheddon combo take on the Strong/McNally-“I’ll have a magners with you mate” team in the Summer pairs. Cheered on down the 18th, Mark and Jezza were one up and were in the driving seat forcing Matt and Stevie to win the hole. Matt had a moment with the reeds, Stevie smashed a 3w into the bunker, wily campaigner Jezza tickled in a 5 for nett 4 for the win. An awesome lay up on the 18th from way back by Mr Assig seemed to put the nail in it.
Saturday was also a cracking day for weather, missing the heavy rain that stuck to the west of the country (and Watford). I sneaked the Swindle with a 41 and ‘enjoy’ a cut. Wayne and Denzil took on the Feasey/Gollop dream team and came away with a victory in the summer pairs. Wayne *cough* managing to turn around 18points on Saturday to 42 on Sunday. To quote Darth Vader… impressive… Dark side indeed!
Mr Savill has ordered new shiny irons after his wedding present ‘fitting’ at Silvermere. Ruh oh…that doesn’t bode well for our future tenners, apparently his new spanky Cleveland 588TT’s stood out during the fitting by hitting his 6iron 15yards further than other models with something like 176 carry to a roll of about 190. Bee-limey.
Mr Strong and I nipped out for a beer on Saturday evening. Special kudos to him as he fell flat on his face with a pint in each hand coming up a couple steps to the beer garden. Somehow, in falling forward, he kept both pints upright and managed to only spill a centimetre or two drop out of each, much to the utter amazement (and awe) of the American fellah walking up behind him.
Well done also to Mr Jaggs who had to walk off on Saturday’s Swindle on the 5th after being clipped right on the elbow by a Mr Matt Strong practice warm up on the first. Jaggsy ice’d it but was still there for Sunday’s comp. He was made to feel better as “Matt The Hat” – as named by Bobbie Axten – received the freebie cap from Al’s fitting session. He was so chuffed he had to model it to me instead of pointing at it sat on his bag. Nice one.
Date for your diary
Well nothing set in stone but sometime during October (probably a Saturday) on a non-Comp weekend, we hope to have a celebratory “Retirement” Swindle for a certain Mr Mick “Crocodile” Losasso (aka the young Sylvester Stallone) who can’t wait for his retirement to come around. Will try and nail Mick down to a date around then and then think of a format. I want to try the ‘rainbow’ tees of alternating red/yellow/white tee boxes. Watch this space.