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Sunday, January 13, 2008 12:32 AM

Match Report:

LowHan vs CheokKoh = LowHan wins 1up!
timmy vs leftie = timmy wins 2up!
timmy vs leftie birdie differential = timmy has +2 birdies

total record for team LowHan : 6-13 (won 5 of the last 6 matches)
2008 series record vs leftie : 2-1 (in favour of yours truly)

so after flattering myself with them impressive numbers its back to the business of blogging.

but to be perfectly honest it was a rather impressive exhibition of golf out there today. hit off at 845 am. nice and early, well not quite compared to mom's start time of 7.43 but what the hell i had a late night.

had my individual series match with jus and valliantly attempted to partner him against gab and natalie giving nat 3-3 off the whites while we braved the gold tee's.

armed with my trademark rubber duckie and a gradually rising tank of confidence i flew out of the gate with a birdie on the 10th (we started on the back-side) before slamming my ball into the piss on 11, a bogey ensued and i quickly rebounded with birdies on 13 and 15 to turn -2 (33)

on a side note farizah (God i hope i spelt that right) made a hole in one today so ROCK ON GAL! :) you owe me drinks now

back to the action, a birdie at 2 had me to -3 and in unchartered territory off the gold tees. a short series of choke holes insued with 2 pretty good but nonetheless costly bogey saves on 3 & 4 then a horribly sloppy bogey on 5 to drop all the way back down to square 1 at EVEN par.

bugger.

then a birdie at 6 had things back in the red digits before a ridiculous shot landed me in the Godforsaken banyan tree on 7, me misadventure led to another bogey before birdieing the 8th to get back to -1 on the day (and -4 on the par 5s today! yahoo! Angel Cabrerra indeed)

then came the 9th, smoking it down to just a flick 9 iron it i duly hit the gas pedal and chopped out a hosel draw left of the green, behind the traps, short sided with no room to work and increasingly building pressure.

from there i exercised superior tactical expertise and played it to the fat of the green before draining a 25 foot bomb with 6 feet of slide across the hill to sign off for a brillian -1 (70) and the match. talk about riveting that was edge-of-your-seat caliber golf.

and not just from me, jus played solidly too and we were -6 (65) as a team in better ball.

then it was on to more domination for the lowhan academy in the pool room. our complimentary lunch followed after the small issue about our prize money was settled. all in all a good day. how can you have 6 birdies and not have a good day :)

well at least up to the part where i take mommys car key to put the stuff in the car then accidentally leave the club with it, take the train all the way to jurong east before realising my costly blunder. then, like a fool, having to return to choa chu kang then take a cab to warren to drop the keys off before taking the same cab home

the cab driver was an absolute motherfucking fruitloop. i mean he was off the chats on the weird scale, even if somehow a dyslexic anal retentive chimpanzee with a catarac and a hernea the size of a dinner plate were driving me home i'd still feel twice as safe as sitting in the cab with his most disturbing realisation of the potential horror mankind face when siblings produce offspring.

sorry for being mean or presumptious but if you went through what i went through in that 20 mins of diesel powered hell you'd understand.

but thats another story all together and if i have the time i will gladly recall all 20 minitues of that ordeal for the amusement of you sadistic sods.

well thats my life aint it. and like i always say, wouldnt have it any other way

spread the lovin'

Rob Valentine

any lower and you'd need a shovel