Had arranged to play some casual golf this morning and set off on our round on the New Course slightly unsure about the weather. Indeed it did rain a bit on hole 2 but that was all we saw. The course is in great condition and the speed of the greens completely fooled me on holes 1 and 3 as I saw my birdie putts go taxiing past the hole... I was playing with Peter and we both settled down and ended up playing some very good golf: he shot 78 off a handicap of 8, whilst I managed a 79 (including back-to-back birdies on 13 & 14).
There had been 5 of us playing today and we agreed that we would score the best 2 of 3 Stableford scores on each hole with the two-ball drawing one of the others as a proxy for scoring purposes. At the end of the round, we were optimistic - indeed our total score as 77 (without using our proxy) and it turned out that this was also the other teams, meaning that we had won on countback just taking our two scores...
Whilst all of this was going on, we had kept in touch with
the extraordinary events going on at Trent Bridge. By the time we had completed our 3 hour round, the Australians were all out, back in the pavilion with a very meagre score of 60 on the board. Their nemesis Stuart Broad had done all the damage - something the Oz papers will love...not... We were at school with Chris Broad, Stuart's father, so I always take extra pleasure in the latter's success.
Back home to watch the England response: itself also very entertaining. And them we watched the highlights of all the morning's play and heard the long list of many records that had been broken (my favourite: England have created another Test record today - the surnames of their
eleven players contain a collective 53 letters. That's the shortest in
Test history.)
And we also heard today that our future son-in-law had been offered not one, but two, jobs and now has the luxury of being able to choose which he'd like to accept.
Good things really do come in threes...
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