And just when you thought it was safe to start thinking positive about your game again...FUCK

any hopes of me getting that 3rd and final slot in the annual SGA vs MGA golf matches ended on a soggy and rainy thursday afternoon. sat at +12 for the youth trails this morning just 2 strokes shy of george and 3 shy of joshua. top 3 qualifiers get into the singapore vs malaysia cup, a team I badly wanted to be on...

but started off poorly today (to say i stumbled out of the blocks would be the understatement of the year. i practically tripped, fell face first in the mud then started sliding backwards...to so eloquently put it...) went triple-double start on two of the easiest holes on the course...not good at all.

started on the backfoot and kept fighting to stay in there. gave it my all but nothing seemed to go my way, even when it did the momentum was short lived. made brilliant pitch in for birdie on 7 only to have a bad break cost me bogey on 8. made beautiful up and down on 10 for birdie only to 3-putt for par on the next after 2 majestic shots. even after great par saver on 13, made costly double on 14 and even worse double on 15. the golfing God's were against me and there was nothing I could do about it.

I hung in there as best I could, never gave up (even though the thought of trying to kill myself in the bushes on 16th tee after double-double did cross my mind) but still nothing happened for me. considering the fact that this is my last compeditive round for the next 3-4 months or so it really wasn't the way I expected to bow out from the championship...not in my wildest dreams...

then it rained. heavily.

could the day get any worse?

of course...

try LAN gaming with a room full of mindless screaming kids just beacuse you want to de-stress. not even an improved frag rate could make me any less miserable. couple of games of pool later and I was back in the showers getting reading to go home.

its like fucking 7.08 now and mom booked the karaoke room for 630. now i doubt I'm even going to get to do that. fuck today. one of those times where you wished you never woke up that morning.

well on the bright side. 4th for the 2nd year in a row at the youth trails. garunteed training cash grants through 2007. that'll help a little. but today's really stung me deep...real deep.

before I go, some shoutouts.

DENGSHAN: finally! you've won! congrats big guy and welcome to the major champions club! :) you've earned it

justy: bro, appreciate the effort you made to come out and watch me play the last hole today, really meant something to me. kinda made the whole round seem less painful. hope you pass your driving theory and I'll buzz you sometimje before you go off for BMT k? thanks again kor...you da man!

and finally, one more miserable groan for my pathetic day (loud audible groan). so much for ending off my solid end season well...I'm so glad I've got 3-4 months now to fix my bloody game.

God bless you. and i hope you've had better fortunes than me today.

spread the lovin'

Rob Valentine