89 (par-61) in the first round of my Junior Club Championship. I should be a 26 handicap (giving me 63) but they wrote down 27, so I shot 62. I commented on this (because I have to be fair) and they said "Too bad, it's down, you're a 27" So ALRIGHT! Then I see I'm tied for first with some other kid who's a 30 handicap, and so I'm gonna have to kill him tomorrow by at least 4 strokes (because I'm not going into playoff holes, I just won't).

Speaking of playoff holes, my neighbour (John) is in a match play style tournament for this Club Championship (He's in a different flight from me) and he had to play two rounds today. He won in the morning, and moved on to Round 2. Thru 18, AS. So they went to playoff holes. There was an entourage of about 15 people, myself included. I was driving John around the course. Hole 16 (first playoff hole) John and his competitor (Eva) get it close or on to the green. John chips it close and putts it in for par. Eva has a long downhill putt and misses it, then misses it for par. John is 1-up. Hole 17, fairly standard pars for both of them. Then John messes it all up on 18, where he gets a double bogey and hands Eva an easy par. So they're all square and the playoff starts again. This time, 10-11-12. John drives the green on 10, and Eva chunks her shot. Her chip was AMAZING. They both parred it.
Hole 11, John drives close to the green. Eva misses to the left. Another amazing chip and makes her par. John chips and has an easy putt for par. Or is it easy? No.
Hole 12, John's 1-down. This is it. Eva has honours, and gives it to John. He drives, and at this point in his mind, he's already lost. He pulls it into the water left of the green. Eva chunks her drive again. John drops, messes up his par chip. Chips on for bogey, and he's pretty much lost. He gets a triple or something. Eva messes up her chip, missing the hole by a lot. A 3-putt later, Eva is victorious. I was rooting for John, as was my brother (who acted as John's caddy) while the other 12 people there were going for Eva. I felt so bad for him. Imagine all that pressure, trying to win over a crowd who wants you to lose so badly, and trying to prove them all wrong. He just let it fall apart on 12. I feel sorry for him. Now I just gotta get it all together for tomorrow *wish me luck*