how perfectly swell: matthew prins (or matt prins, or thew, or...oh, you don't care) alone with his stupidity
How can I write this much yet still break my journal promise? I never did talk about the disc golf tourney, did I? Oh dear.
Here are the official results from the bottom of the intermediate amateur bracket:
17th Michael Cabral 268
18th Fredrick Bingham 272
19th Matthew Prins 291 20th Richard Doucette 318
21st Chris Kowalski DNF
So I was 19 points out of 18th place, yes, but at least I was a full 27 stokes out of 20th! (That means I must have beat Richard by 16 strokes in the final round -- which was probably also my best round -- since I was only 11 ahead of him going into it.)
What did I say my rating was going to be after this tourney? 820 to 850? Um, that wouldn't have been too bad of a guess if I could just use my scores in the two short rounds (about 18 to 20 strokes above the pro leaders); however, my scores in the long rounds were, um, less lovely (30+ strokes up), so my actual rating will be in the neighborhood of 750, I suspect. (With a 181, the winner of the pro tourney was Larry Leonard, who is ranked 8th in the world with a 1023 rating.)
I suppose I should disclose a few lessons gleaned from the tourney:
a) I need to learn how to throw forehand. Even the dude who finished 27 strokes behind me can throw forehand. (Ed, can you?)
b) I need to learn to drive straighter. Eighty percent of my drives still have a nasty leftward hook.
c) I need to put some power in my putts. I made some nice 15- and 20-foot shots in that last round after I decided to intentionally try to overshoot the hole. It worked.
d) I need to, uh, stick with the parts that work. My patented hammer approach shot was a lot more accurate that the backhand and forehand approach shots that the people I'd played with tried, so I'm not gonna ditch it.
e) I need to forget all notions of ever being a professional.
oh so lovingly written by
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i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.