Mark Headley began last season in great form but a run of consistently good scores resulted in a series of disappointing near misses. He has possibly included sports psychology in his winter training routine as his 42pts, off 5, gave him victory in the Irwin Cup with a handsome 4pt margin. A birdie at 3 helped him reach the turn in 1 over par for 20pts, but just when others begin to falter when they begin to realise the strength of their position, Mark went from strength to strength with birdies at 12, 13, 15 and 18 on his way to a 2 under par homeward run.
The runners-up spot went to Gary Totton with 38pts off 20, an NR at 7 being the only blemish on his card. His golfing opportunities have been limited thus far this season and 38pts suggest that when he gets playing more regularly he will find himself among the honours more frequently.
Match and Handicap convenor Morris Lyness spends a considerable part of his time dealing with good scores returned by other players, so it was something of a pleasant novelty for him to see his own name among the winners. A birdie at 4 was the highlight of a very consistent round and he took third place with 37pts off 10, his 19 homeward pts giving him the edge over Garry Scullion, 17, who had 17 back 9 pts. Garry has won two of the last three 9 hole Wednesday competitions and the step up to 18 holes presented no difficulties for him.
The gross award went to Ciaran Seeley who may have been slightly surprised to find himself in that position with 30 gross pts. An up and down front 9 included birdies at 4 and 5 and he reached the turn in 1 over par for 34 gross pts. He must approach the 10th hole with some trepidation as his last four visits have resulted in a lucky bag mixture of scores which have included an eagle, a birdie, bogey and now a triple bogey. He got things quickly back on an even keel to lift his prize.
There were 6 twos on the day but none as dramatic as S McAnenly from Monaghan. He skied his tee shot at the 9th and it came to rest in the middle of the fairway level with the big tree on the left. From there he hit a screamer of a three wood and watched his ball sit resting against the pin for a few agonising seconds before it dropped.