Well I drove down to Geneseo and golfed this past weekend at the Livingston Country Club. It is a nice course with a number of challenging holes. Your King had an adventure on the course. I did not start driving the ball like I know I can until the sixth hole. My whacks on the first five holes were rather pathetic but after that they were respectable. My putting game surprised me as I putted rather well for the first time out. I only had one or two holes where my putter had a cow as I made a lot of nice putts and left myself a bunch of tap ins on the others. If I can putt like that for the rest of the year I will be a happy King. Now, the clubs that did not show up to play were my wedges and the 7-9 irons. I should have left them home as they embarrassed me to no end. At least now, when I go to Buttonwood to practice, these clubs will be worked on and they will be slapped up if they do not respond to my charms. Only time will tell.
In this first week we did have the little tourney part of it and, being a sport, I said I would participate. It was tough on the wallet as I was up against the guys who had already been out six or seven times but I am not one to refuse a challenge. I still happily donated. The weather looks iffy for this coming Sunday but if the crappola holds off I will give it a go again even though it is only supposed to get up to 60 degrees.
Going back to my driving it was made tougher as the course is still very wet and my ball tried to make like a gopher a number of times and burrow itself into the ground. I was lucky to find it as only the very top of it was visible. A few times I carried the ball over 270 yards in the air and I can only imagine how far it would have gone if the fairway was dry. The first few holes it was not a problem as the only major error it was determined that I made was that I was standing too close to my ball after I hit it.
My season at Spencerport Bowl is winding down with only one week left. We were in third place before this past Monday's action and we took six out of eight from the 'We Don't Care' team. I think that they really do care from the ranting everyone was subjected to after we spanked them in the third game. I think we may have snuck into second place and if we did we do have a chance to win the league. Collectively, as a team, we are the best bowlers average wise in the league but that is why they have a handicap system, to bone the good bowlers.
My year has been a little better overall as I have learned how to adjust a little better to the torturous shot that they put out as the so called 'house shot'. The oil completely dries up during practice and I am on my horse moving left trying to find a semblance of a line that I can exploit for a few frames before I have to move again. You cannot imagine what a pain in the ass this is. I shot a 626 this week and I earned it but did not enjoy it as I was constantly thinking about how I may have to play the next shot instead of relaxing and enjoying the company. I think the way to score better there, and it is a weakness of mine that I have to work on, is to look down the lane at the break point instead of looking at the arrow area for the ball to go over. I believe that this is the best way to get your ball to the pocket if you can consistently hit the correct break point you can and will score well there. We shall see. The owners have promised improvements and it will be interesting to see if they come through with them. They have remodeled the bar and that has really improved my game of bowling on the lanes. I think they should make sure that they resurface the lanes and then invest in an oiling machine that wasn't used in Bedrock before doing anything else. But, again, it is not my choice. A happy bowler is a returning bowler and since I like pain, and if my eventual relocation of the Kingdom of Moronica leaves me in the area, I will bowl there next year. Man, am I a glutton for punishment or what?
Well, that is enough pontificating for tonight so this is your King wishing you a pleasant evening.
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