Playoff Hole Fever Monologue
Playoff Hole Fever One early morning in May I was still half asleep as I gazed out the middle window of the school van. I was watching the sun rise as we drove to the Section 5A golf meet in Benson. The drive to Benson was an hour long, and I had gotten up early. I felt my heart beat in my head again, as I laid my chair back to sleep. Behind me I could hear giggles from some of my teammates as they watched a movie in the van. Golf has been a passion of mine since my brother Jayden and I were little. I was in eighth grade at the time of this event. The previous year I went into sections as a seventh grader, expecting nothing of myself, and I ended up going to state. My teammate Amy also made it to state for her first year, and we had an amazing
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The results are in and there seems to be a three-way tie. These three girls will be competing in a play-off hole to determine who will be moving on.”
My body was numb as I looked at my parents and sighed, “Oh great.” The announcer then called out the names of two girls I did not know and finished with my name.
My throat burned again as I trudged down to the first tee box. I stepped up to hit first because I wanted to get it over with before I got too nervous. An overwhelming number of people weighed me down with their wide-eyed stares as I walked up to hit. Eventually I swung, trying not to think about it. Dozens of eyes watched my ball as it veered slowly, but greatly, to the left. I paid no attention to the other girls as I approached my ball.
The trees I hit into were very large, making it impossible for me to hit over them. I concluded that going under them would be the best choice. My ball bounced in the center of the fairway. I still have a chance. My next shot felt amazing. When my club hit the ball perfectly, I watched it fly in the air towards the flag and roll up on the green. I took a huge breath of air that was overdue. While walking to the green I concluded the other players were both putting for fives and I was putting a long put for a
The results are in and there seems to be a three-way tie. These three girls will be competing in a play-off hole to determine who will be moving on.”
My body was numb as I looked at my parents and sighed, “Oh great.” The announcer then called out the names of two girls I did not know and finished with my name.
My throat burned again as I trudged down to the first tee box. I stepped up to hit first because I wanted to get it over with before I got too nervous. An overwhelming number of people weighed me down with their wide-eyed stares as I walked up to hit. Eventually I swung, trying not to think about it. Dozens of eyes watched my ball as it veered slowly, but greatly, to the left. I paid no attention to the other girls as I approached my ball.
The trees I hit into were very large, making it impossible for me to hit over them. I concluded that going under them would be the best choice. My ball bounced in the center of the fairway. I still have a chance. My next shot felt amazing. When my club hit the ball perfectly, I watched it fly in the air towards the flag and roll up on the green. I took a huge breath of air that was overdue. While walking to the green I concluded the other players were both putting for fives and I was putting a long put for a