More than a game: Remaining objective

Fergus digs deep to take something positive from a miserable Alliance showing.

Week 18: Newburgh

Date: February 28

Weather: wind (very strong)

Greens: summer

Mats: yes

Preferred Lies: yes

My first NR was in a junior medal aged about 11. I was already having a bad day, but on the 12th I fired my ball into a bank where it plugged. I hacked at it 13 times before finally giving in and picking it up. The second came last year; I?ve no excuses for that one. I think it?s important to try and return a score, no matter how bad it is. Apart from anything else it gives your friends something to laugh at. My 86 at Newburgh yesterday had them rolling in the aisles.

I?m conscious that golf requires a balanced and considered approach so I?ll attempt to give a two-sided account of yesterday?s game.

First, the pros:

- It didn?t rain. It did a little bit actually, right at the end of our round. Straws, frantic clutching?..

- The pre-round bacon roll was excellent. Well stacked perfectly cooked bacon in a delightfully soft, generously buttered, bap. Lovely.

- There?s a huge sand dune at the end of the course. I was impressed by it.

- I executed a very tidy overtaking manoeuvre to get past a lorry on the way home.

- I didn?t NR.

Now the cons:

- The wind was fierce, somewhere between gale forces five and seven I?d say. If at any point Stewart had accidentally let go of my score card it would have been whipped up into the air, caught a thermal and probably ended up somewhere in the Western Isles. Unfortunately he kept a tight hold.

- The round took slow to a new level. My baby daughter gained three ounces in weight and 3000 square miles of Antarctica melted during the course of our game.

- I incurred eight penalty shots, that?s two worse than last week. I was out of bounds at the 2nd then again (internally) at the 16th. I?m developing a real problem with internal OB. I can basically add two shots to my score every time it features. I also lost two balls in the gorse.

- My short game continues to disappoint. Would you believe it? That new chipping technique I mentioned last week doesn?t work.

- I didn?t make an eight. I recorded every other score between three and nine but irritatingly failed to complete the set.

- The strokesaver told me a big fat lie. The 13th is a short par 4 that, according to the strokesaver, is crossed by a ?ravine? filled with bushes. I hit a seven iron off the tee to stay short of it. Upon reaching the ?ravine? I was taken by how shallow it was and by the general lack of bushes. I made a double bogey in protest.

Stewart and I made an important decision on the way home: We?re going to do more thinking on the golf course. We both have a bad habit of bludgeoning it unthinkingly towards the target without considering the options. Our motto is, ?If in doubt, hit driver.? Not very sensible really. As from next week we?re going to take some time to play the correct shot with the correct club.

Fergus Bisset
Contributing Editor

Fergus is Golf Monthly's resident expert on the history of the game and has written extensively on that subject. He has also worked with Golf Monthly to produce a podcast series. Called 18 Majors: The Golf History Show it offers new and in-depth perspectives on some of the most important moments in golf's long history. You can find all the details about it here.

He is a golf obsessive and 1-handicapper. Growing up in the North East of Scotland, golf runs through his veins and his passion for the sport was bolstered during his time at St Andrews university studying history. He went on to earn a post graduate diploma from the London School of Journalism. Fergus has worked for Golf Monthly since 2004 and has written two books on the game; "Great Golf Debates" together with Jezz Ellwood of Golf Monthly and the history section of "The Ultimate Golf Book" together with Neil Tappin , also of Golf Monthly.

Fergus once shanked a ball from just over Granny Clark's Wynd on the 18th of the Old Course that struck the St Andrews Golf Club and rebounded into the Valley of Sin, from where he saved par. Who says there's no golfing god?