King Wins!! King Wins!!

Well it finally happened. Today in golf, at Livingston Country Club, your King finally started showing flashes of his former self before his exile from the game due to a foolish marriage. Using the modified D'Aprile scoring system I ended up at plus four today and finished first collecting fifty clams. The fifty was immediately reduced as I happily bought a round for all involved at the nineteenth hole. The funny thing is that I still left plenty of points out on the course A lipped putt here, a ball sailing out of bounds there cost me some points but I still had enough good holes to post my first positive round of the year. I ended up shooting a 94 but my score really did not indicate how well I was striking the ball for the most part. For the ball that went out of bounds I still crushed it but I was playing a fade off the tee...it didn't fade but my score for that hole did.
The modified D'Aprile scoring system gives one point for a bogey, two for a par, four for a birdie, six for an eagle and there are no minus points. My rounds lately have taken full advantage of the no minus points as I have had some memorably bad holes this year.
My round was strange today. I parred the three toughest holes on the course, seven, ten and seventeen but the easier holes still confound me. If I can solve that I may become unbeatable, well at least until my point number gets too high for me to reach. Today my par score, per the modified D'Aprile system, was twelve and I reached sixteen giving me a plus four. My par score has now been moved up to fourteen as you par score goes up one point for every three points you go above your score, and minus one for every three points you are below your score. I also get an extra point tacked on because I won. What is funny is that I reached my point total of twelve after the tenth hole and then I died. For five holes I seemed to return to golfing like an idiot. I took good scoring opportunities and turned them into crappola as only I can do. Then my fortune changed on the par five sixteenth hole. I hit a perfect drive three hundred yards down the middle of the fairway and then I took out my trusty seven wood, which never slices, in an attempt to reach the green in two. Well my seven wood decided it wanted to slice this time and the ball was sailing towards the cornfield and out of bounds. Then the hand of God reached out in the form of a tree and swatted my ball back into the rough. I guess at that point the golf gods finally felt pity on this poor fool and gave me a break. I still ended up bogeying the hole but it ended a stretch of five holes, four of which are actually easy to score points on, without a point. It just finally feels good to take a week off from playing golf like a moron. At least I got to play on Saturday this weekend unlike Tiger. LOL!!! This is your King wishing all of his readers, and I do mean all, a fantastic weekend!!