Women's Golf In Scotland: Blog #4
Sept. 13, 2008
Today we had the breakfast of champions... of sorts. I wouldn't go as far as to say we consumed the customary 4,000 calories the champion of fish-masquerading-as-man Michael Phelps has; however, we did eat enough cereal, toast, and eggs to force a return trip to the grocery store later in the day. Since we are now staying, and will remain, at the dormitories of St. Andrews, we will be making full use of the hall kitchen in order to maintain our delicate and dainty appetites.
This morning we left the warm cocoon of the dorms dressed in full rain gear, long underwear, and a resignation to another round in the blistering wind and mind numbing cold we have become accustomed to. Much to the team's surprise, and chagrin of those who did not have shorts on today (myself included), not only was the weather fair, but the day warm. Now, granted I am not speaking of the great San Diego 72 type of warm, but most certainly a beautiful day for St. Andrews in mid-September. Those brave enough finished their rounds in short sleeves did so while other more unfortunate souls resigned to rolling up the legs of their rain pants in an attempt to endure the warmth.
We had the privilege of playing the Castle Course, the 7th and newest of the courses at St. Andrews. Greeting us at the ripe age of 10 weeks, the Castle Course presented us with beautiful views of the city and ocean, as well as pot bunkers, mounds, pits, blind shots, and what one caddy described as 'six elephants living under every green,' a terrifyingly accurate statement. In the end, everybody survived and even a few emerged triumphant: women's golf team alumna and volunteer assistant coach Saana Rapakko and strength coach Jason Quan won their match against fellow competitors Coach O'Connor and the Siebel Varsity Golf Training Complex architect Jay Blasi. J
After the round, we wound up the day with a relaxing meal in a small restaurant with techno jazz music and very clean windows. As an occupant of a window seat, I had a great view of a castle-like building right across the street from us and a small alley adjoining it. I learned today that a Scots word for what is typically a narrow path joining two major roads is 'Wynd.'