I’ll never understand golf. I put in 90 minutes of practice yesterday and felt pretty good heading out for an early round this morning. With the strangely mild weather things were pretty busy so I started on the back nine at Mt. Si. What a debacle. Fat shots, topped shots, push to the right, missed three-foot putt! I was 10 over par through seven holes. Then on the challenging par-three 17th I knocked a 7 wood to within 9 feet and holed the putt for a birdie. I made a ten foot putt to par number 18, then lasered a 9 iron to three feet on number 1 for a tap in birdie. I ended up playing the last eleven holes in even par with just 14 putts, one of the best stretches of golf ever for me.