Thursday, June 23, 2011
Syncrude Boreal Open Round 1
The Canadian Tour stops in the oil capital of North America this week, Fort McMurray, Alberta, for the $150,000 Syncrude Boreal Open. Fort McMurray Golf Club features narrow holes carved through dense tree lines and attack flies larger than the horses they’re named after. A ball hit into the trees is doomed to be lost and for those crazy enough to go searching, they are at the mercy of the swarms of bugs that pounce like viscous piranhas. I started the tournament by shooting a -2, 70 on day 1. I hit solid shots off the tee and made a couple deft saves around the greens. To ascend the leaderboard tomorrow, I will need to hit my approaches closer to the hole and give myself a few more legitimate birdie opportunities. While I’m not yet healthy, I feel great about the progression of my game in the past month and look forward to a great week!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Canadian Open Qualifier

After the final round of the Western Championship presented perfect scoring condition that I wasn't able to capitalize on (I posted 72 for the day, -9 for the tournament), I drove 5 hours last night to Vancouver for the Canadian Open (5 million dollar PGA Tour event) qualifier today. The traditional layout of narrow, well framed holes and slick greens was sure to be a challenge in the windy, rainy conditions. With most of the 144 players comprising the field being Canadian Tour players, I would need to play a very solid round to advance (the top 22 moved on to the final monday qualifier). That's exactly what I did. I made a 15 foot birdie putt on the day's final hole to post -2, 70 and finish tied for 6th. I will advance to next month's final stage of Canadian Open qualifying and considering I've shot even par of better in five straight days of competition and my knees are finally beginning to feel normal, I am happy with the progression of the last week. Will write more in the coming days as I have this week off before a 5 week stretch of consecutive events. Currently sitting in Vancouver airport cheering on the Bruins....talk about dangerous!
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Round 3 Western Championship
I stood on the driving range hitting the ball sideways this morning. The various pieces of my golf swing felt completely out of control and disconnected. As I walked to the first tee, my self pep talk was all about tempo and acceptance. If I could control the rhythm of my swing, I could indirectly control club positions and thus, my shots. If I happened to hit a few shots sideways, I would accept them and enjoy the challenge of scrambling from a tough spot. Well, 16 greens in regulation later (that's hitting the ball very well for all you non-golfers), a cold putter left me with a score of -2, 70 and -9 through 54 holes. Because the round had so much potential, I left the course disappointed; feeling like I had let a chance to get in the hunt (the leader is currently at -17) slip away. While that is certainly true, the larger picture indicates that I've made tremendous strides considering 2 weeks ago, I could barely walk and was convinced I wouldn't compete at all. I play tomorrow at 9:39 and will then drive immediately to Vancouver (5 hours away) for a Canadian Open qualifying round. It's been an exciting week and if a few putts fall tomorrow, a top 10 finish is very attainable.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Western Championship Round 2
Another day of minimal winds and soft conditions left Riverside Golf Links defenseless. I played a flawless front 9 shooting -3 taking me to -7 for the event. After 3-putts on 11, 12 and a terrible wedge shot on 14, I had run off 3 bogies and was back to even par for the day, a score that would surely get lapped by the field and leave me in jeopardy of missing the cut (which ended up being -4). I needed to hit a great tee shot at the 560 yard, par 5 15th and I turned to the club I have relied heavily on in the past day, my 3 wood. I made a perfect swing hitting a 320 yard bomb downwind and proceeded to make a tap in birdie. That swing turned my mentality around and I birdied 3 of the closing 4 holes for a score of 69 (-3). I go into tomorrow 7 shots behind the leader and with no cut to consider, will play aggressively and do my best to get in the hunt for Sunday. Overall, I'm most proud of the way I was able to persevere and turn my energy around following three bogies. My decision making and outlook has been nearly perfect in the first two days and when a few more putts fall tomorrow, I'll be within striking distance on Sunday.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
The Western Championship Round 1
Beyond the massive, snow covered peaks that rise above Vancouver sits a little valley town in the Canadian desert called Kamloops. Yes, I said Canadian desert. Riverside Golf Links plays host to the Canadian Tour's Western Championship. The course is a links style with deep fescue grass lining the fairways and swirling winds. During the opening round today, I smoothly swung my way up the leaderboard, carding a -4, 68. As it's only the second week back from my formerly debilitating left knee injury, it felt amazing to regain some comfort in competition today. I strode energetically up the fairways with about a million grams of endorphins flowing through my body. Tomorrow I will continue my assault on par and look forward to positioning myself for an epic weekend run!
Early Exit from TCO
If you had of told me Sunday afternoon that not only was I going to compete in the Canadian Tour's Times Colonist Open, but I was going to shoot 144 for the first two rounds (73-71), I likely would have been happy. As I sat at my departure gate after being barely able to walk from my arrival gate during a layover at Seattle-Tacoma Airport, I was fairly certain it was unlikely I would compete this week. It had been over a month since I'd been able to hit any balls on the range or played a full round of golf and my left knee was just not healing. Maybe I had been overly optimistic in thinking I would find a way to compete and could ignore the vexing soreness in my knee that radiated through my leg with every swing and stride.
I spent most of Monday resting and treating the knee. Tuesday I surprised myself by walking 18 holes during the pro-am. I had to manipulate my swing to take as much stress out of the left knee as possible (neither being easy easy to do). I was able to play 9 holes Wednesday and spent the rest of the day tending to the injury. I knew Wednesday night that achieving great results would be as easy as writing a novel using a pencil with a broken tip (but at least I had a writing utensil that might work).
As I stood on the first tee I was exhilarated. It was as if new life had been breathed into me. Blood coursed rapidly through my veins and my body felt like it was on fire. While I limped around, was unable to crouch down and read putts and undoubtedly still swung tentatively and differently, I competed hard and almost beat the odds by making the cut (the cut at this moment, 3:50 pm Pacific time, is at 143 and will likely remain there leaving me 1 stroke out of a weekend bid and ultimately, a paycheck). It is because I devoted myself so fully to the competition this week that I am really disappointed I wasn't able to hole one more putt. There are few pains in golf that sting as deeply as missing a cut by a single stroke.
Overall however, I believe I'm becoming healthier, healing faster and will be more poised for a great showing in the weeks that follow. If there is one thing I'm taking away from my comeback week, it is the amazing healing power of competition.
I spent most of Monday resting and treating the knee. Tuesday I surprised myself by walking 18 holes during the pro-am. I had to manipulate my swing to take as much stress out of the left knee as possible (neither being easy easy to do). I was able to play 9 holes Wednesday and spent the rest of the day tending to the injury. I knew Wednesday night that achieving great results would be as easy as writing a novel using a pencil with a broken tip (but at least I had a writing utensil that might work).
As I stood on the first tee I was exhilarated. It was as if new life had been breathed into me. Blood coursed rapidly through my veins and my body felt like it was on fire. While I limped around, was unable to crouch down and read putts and undoubtedly still swung tentatively and differently, I competed hard and almost beat the odds by making the cut (the cut at this moment, 3:50 pm Pacific time, is at 143 and will likely remain there leaving me 1 stroke out of a weekend bid and ultimately, a paycheck). It is because I devoted myself so fully to the competition this week that I am really disappointed I wasn't able to hole one more putt. There are few pains in golf that sting as deeply as missing a cut by a single stroke.
Overall however, I believe I'm becoming healthier, healing faster and will be more poised for a great showing in the weeks that follow. If there is one thing I'm taking away from my comeback week, it is the amazing healing power of competition.
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Putting Down Pain
I've been battling a resilient torn meniscus in my right knee and because I've favored my left leg for two months now, increasing pain there as well. Because of this and the need to be ready for a full season of competition, I made the decision last week to withdraw from the Mexican PGA Championship (scheduled for this week) and visit my Doctor. Yesterday I received cortisone injections in both knees and will see the Doctor for a follow-up later this week. If these treatments create more stability and less pain, I will be ready to start playing in full week competitions within two weeks. My tentative plan is to compete in an EGolf tour event in North Carolina at the end of the month before heading to Victoria, BC for the Canadian Tour.
I tried rushing back to competition in the past two weeks playing multiple 1 and 2 day events in south Florida. Despite two encouraging scores of 65 and 67 and making checks during those weeks, my knees left me unable to practice and compete at my full potential and led to the decision to focus on getting completely healthy. I am more optimistic this morning after yesterday's injections, that my knees won't continue to plague my progress. Pain makes you appreciate the simple luxury of a healthy body. That appreciation alone may save me one shot per side!
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