2016 Omega european masters

2016 Omega european masters

My flight to Geneva wasn't until Tuesday, which was a blessing after my late return from Denmark on Monday. Paul wasn't arriving until Wednesday evening, so I walked the course on Wednesday morning and had the afternoon off. This wouldn't be our normal preparation for a tournament, but as Paul was playing 9 out of ten weeks, rest inbetween tournaments was important, and the course at Crans Sur Sierre is one that hardly changes, so it was the ideal week to arrive late. Or so it seemed.....

Paul played some of his worst golf of the year from tee to green, and if it wasn't for a sharp short game, we'd have been heading for an early bath before the second round had started. Somehow he managed to return a level par 70. Our playing partners, Lucas Bjerregaard and Felipe Aguilar couldn't quite believe it. Fortunately it was a different story on Friday, with Chippie playing much more solidly, returning a 68 to make the cut with 2 shots to spare. As is our tradition in Switzerland, we always head to our favourite Italian restaurant in Crans Montana after our late tee time. Naturally, the Chipmaster picks up the tab and all was well for the day.

On Saturday we played with fellow Scot David Drysdale and Brett Rumford of Australia. It was probably the most three spread out players I've ever seen in one threeball. David played lovely to shoot 64, Paul struggled with the short game and carded a 73, and poor old Brett just wasn't at the races and signed for an 84. There wasn't much hanging around to practice in our match, so it was pizza and a couple of beers before heading back to get packed for departure after the final round. Every cloud has a silver lining, and due to Paul not playing well on Saturday, it meant we were both able to catch a flight home out of Geneva on Sunday night, due to our early tee time. Buoyed at the prospect of getting home that evening, Chippie waltzed round in 67, and within 15 minutes of walking of the 18th green, we were in a car for the two hour journey to the airport, stopping off at McDonald's on the way. A week off beckoned and we were both ready for it.