By Larry Canning on
18/02/2012 4:44 PM
When I was watching Peter Senior lose yet another play-off on the US Champions Tour, I was reminded how tough the whole gig can be can be on 50 year old nerves. I remember my first Seniors Event like it was yesterday. That's because at my age, I cant remember what the hell I did yesterday.
Here' is my account of that week… well the first instalment anyway….
It feels like years ago when I was explaining how I was soon reaching that milestone for a golf professional, “50” and now suddenly I’m 20 minutes away from my first event. “The Handa Senior Australian Open”. Despite the fact that it’s only a practise round, I’m as apprehensive as Fred Nile at the opening of Break Back Mountain II and Shane Warne at a friends kids christening. Since I last played for this kind of money, I have whacked on some kilo’s, lost some more of my fringe and developed a limp I haven’t had an ounce of preparation and I’m about to put my fragile golf game on public display in the biggest senior golf tournament in the country....