Well this is a story,
I was on the 8th and everything suddenly came to me - you've been showboating a little bit too much young lady and it's about time you reigned your neck in and got your feet back on the ground...you need Brian Clough to walk in right now and tell you off for it young madame!!
Then I missed the 8th!!
It was an awkward deceiving putt where the dots change direction at the slightest detour from what I thought was the break, one of those and, well it just shaved the cup, even changed its travel slightly and I thought "well it's a good thing you don't get the 25 right now, it gives you something for later hey - and 26 was heaven last week so don't knock it and get your head straight.
Then this happened on the 9th....
If you're open to fate you might say I was gifted that for my sobering change of attitude that occured during the game and that's a fair statement. I'm half pi55sed because of the damned 8th lololos - but I can't can I, no - predictor converging all you like, getting closer to pin until the cows come home - you can only call that a gift and I look forward to making a 'perfect 25' in future and then who knows..... mybe the unthinkable, so I won't think.