Car park champion
Playing the 18th at my home course, Reading GC, recently, I checked my yardage device. I told my partner how funny it was that I had had 123 yards left for my approach shot into the last three greens. At this stage, it is probably worth pointing out that at the back of the 18th green is a 12ft-high hedge with a car park behind. I took out my 9-iron and hit a clean strike towards the pin, followed by the panicky shouts of sit down. After what seemed an eternity, there was a gunfire-like noise. I feared the worst and walked meekly up to the clubhouse where the manager had come out to see what had happened. We inspected a number of cars and couldn’t see any obvious damage. I was beginning to think I had got away with my errant strike, until I checked my own car and found a lovely patterned circle right in the centre of the windscreen. The moral to this story is simple: Trust your instinct and your eyes. Golf isn’t always about the numbers; visualisation and feel are also important!