Regional: Check

          We won regionals. It's a huge monkey off of our backs. We're the number two seed in a tough sectional. But since we're the golf team, noboday cares besides the individuals involved, but that's okay. For now we celebrate!!!!
          I was in the group that was the second to last group to finish. I finished with a par to card a 76, with a 36 on the back that was crucial. As i walked off the green to the scoreboard, I was eagery greeted by all my teammates and C.J. They had figured that I needed to beat my kid from Sycamore by 5 strokes for the team to win it all. Since I didn't have his card however, I had no idea what to expect.
          Since it was indeed regionals, and somehwat of a big deal, once the round has concluded we all have to sit and go over each others score with our observer. This was easy, as the adrenaline pumped through my veins, and the observer said with a smile on her face, "Patrick, 76."
          I reported to my team how I had stacked up against Sycamore:
          "I beat him by 10!" I was proud to announce, as I was showered with high fives and knuckle touches. I helped set up the team for victory, and the only person left was Andy, who I heard was playing pretty good.
         That's where the real story is: Andy's round. He fired a 5 under par, 66. He clinched the voctory for us with more than just his final score. There was a backup on number 10's tee, so 3 groups were able to watch Andy on this hole. From 180 out, he stuck a 7 iron to 5 feet for eagle. He drained it, energizing us as a team, and gaining us donwhill momentum that in the end won it for us.

The Double Victory

          I've never felt this way before. I honestly have no idea what to do. I feel surprised and lost with myself, and its just freakin awesome. When I chipped in for a 75, I knew I wouldnt crack the top ten of the tournament. I immediately went to my car and changed my shoes and threw my clubs in it. My group was the first one done of the whole thing so I had a lot of time to kill. I anxiously sat around and bugged my coach waiting for my teammates to come in. Brandon and Sawyer walked in together with giant smiles on their faces. This was eitherr really good or really bad news for us. It turns out they shot 88 and 87 respectively, not their greatest performances. However, I watched Andy hit a great shot to his last green and heard him say that he had to make that for a 75, tied with me, which he two putted for a 76. Nathan was the last link and he would make or break it for us. He choose to make it today, as he came in with a 78. We had three solid scores and one not so good one. Nonetheless we were the first team in and our 316 stood alone on the leaderboard.
          One by one each coach brought in their teams's score, and ours still proved to be better. One by one, the big, bad schools notorious for being gods at golf came in, with ours still better. One by one their scores were written up my 75 still being the best up. Eventually only one school remained, one last powerhouse-Moline, with their stud golfer being daring enough to donate his RV as the team bus and wear pink patterned pants to stand out and get his talent realized. Their coach handed ours the cards and turned and faced us, with a creepy smile on his face that sent a few possible messages. The one we recieved was "ha ha we got you this time, nice try though."
          Our coach looked at their scores let out a yelp and smiled straight at all of us. At that point we knew we had it in the bag. The rest is all sort of a blur, with everything that we did shrouded by a cloud of excitement and a addrenaline like no other. As for me, those happy moments were taken to the next level as the stud from Moline turned in a 76, giving me a one stroke edge over him. Not only had our team won it for the first time in history, I also became the first Sterling golfer to win the title individually.