Monday, October 10, 2005

Harding Park

Well, I can't say I did well in predicting a score, but it was a shhotout down the stretch. In an earlier post, I said that 20 under would be the winning score. As mulligan claimed, it was a "local yokel" prediction, which I guess makes all the pros interviewed before the tournament (including Tiger) yokels as well. The worst winning score predicted by a player was Hensby at 12 under, while the rest were at 15 under or better.
But, as we saw from Big John's crumble, putting made all the difference. Tiger and Big John had driving accuracy of around 40% (John a little better than that, Tiger a little worse). Both had GIR of 66% while Monty was a 75%, but Tiger blew away the leaders in the field with putting, averaging 27 putts a round.
I thought putting would make a huge difference at Harding (it always fools me no matter how many times I play it), but I never thought of it as a "bombers" course. Then again, I never thought of going for the green on 16...makes you understand "these guys are good." But when you think back about the 1998 U.S. Open at Olympic across the lake, the same was true. Putting won the tournament.
I'm glad the course held its own. Despite my comments, you always like to see your local course hold up against the pros. Granted, the next time I play it, the fairways will be twice as wide, and the greens will be half as slow, but I'll still get to try and carry the large pine on 18.

2 Comments:

At 2:25 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was recently playing golf and got a hole in one from about 500 yards. It really wasn't that hard. It just took a little basic knowledge of math, physics and the workings of the universe as a whole. This is how I calculated it.

Take the wind speed velocity

Add that to the number of ounces of liver sausage I ate for breakfast

Times that by the weight of the golf ball

Square that by the number of yards to the hole

Divide that by the radius of the sun

Subtract that from the number of pimples on my face

Figure in the rotation of the earth

Multiply the number of dust mites on my eye lashes

Add the number of Scandinavian midgets I've invited over for afternoon tea and biscuits

Subtract the surface tension of the grass on the green

Figure in the dew point temperature

Subtract that by the weight, the shininess and speed of the club I am hitting the ball with

Divide the number of stripes on my Spiderman underoos

Add the circumference of my nappy head

Figure in the number of meteorites passing within 40 million miles of the earth

Multiplied by the percentage of body fat on my opponent

Then subtract the half life of a fruit fly

Followed by a really educated guess on how hard to actually hit the ball and in which direction and at what angle and at what loft and trajectory.

Then while the ball is in the air install a number of windmills, electric fans and pinwheels as well as have your closest friends plus all the weasels, groundhogs and moles blow the ball into the hole. Heck, I do what I can. Chow. Love, Golf Coast

 
At 5:14 PM, Blogger mulligan said...

Great reporting, Power Fade! Give us an update when you hit Harding Park again.

 

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