He practiced all afternoon, and at four o'clock, there was only one short hole left. In the previous seventeen holes, he only made one birdie, and he shot a total of 74. His luck today was average. When he was in Detroit, he shot many times. Par score.
From 80 to 100 strokes are all amateur standards. If he can score in three shots on the last hole, he will be 77, which is relatively good among amateurs.
The tee table he chose is a semi-professional-level golden tee table, which has the second longest distance among the five tee tables, second only to the black Tee of professional players.
Different tee boxes and different distances from the hole have different total course lengths. Professional black tees are generally 6,900 to 7,200 meters long, and gold tees are generally 6,600 to 6,800 meters long.
His arm strength and core strength are good. He has kicked off the ball 17 times, and the longest distance has reached 280 yards. This result has even reached the level of professional players, but only once. The other drives were all between 230 yards and 250 yards. Between yards, it is at a semi-professional level.
Philip looked at the sign next to the tee box, which marked the distance between the tee point and the hole, and then encouraged: "Zhou, this hole is only one hundred yards, try to score it in three shots, don't overshoot. "
"You don't expect me to make another birdie?" Zhou Quan laughed.
"I'm not just looking forward to birdies, I'm also looking forward to eagles, albatross, and even a hole-in-one." Philip laughed.
Zhou Quan came to the hitting point and took the No. 5 long club handed by the caddy.
The long clubs are No. 1, 3, and 5, which correspond to the long hole, the middle hole, and the short hole respectively. He raised the club and glanced sideways at the hole beyond 95.
The terrain of this last hole was very favorable. There was no high ground in the middle and the view was unobstructed. There was only a puddle and a bunker. He could see the hole directly.
But at the other end of the green, there is a rough area and even a forest. If you hit it there, you won't be able to hit a few shots.
He now needs to try to hit the ball directly to the green, but not over the green, so the power must be just right.
Generally speaking, no matter what the hole is, two strokes must be left above the green, and the number of strokes remaining from the tee to the green is the number of strokes remaining.
In other words, the best way to play a short hole now is to hit the green in one shot, and then hole out in two shots above the green. If you only use one shot to hole out above the green, it will be a birdie.
Therefore, the serve is very important, which determines whether you can make a par or even a birdie.
Lowering his head to aim at the ball, he balanced his center of gravity and placed it in the middle of his feet, trying not to put it on the soles of his front feet. Zhou Quan took a breath and began to swing his arms to hit.
The hitting action is not fast, nor does it need to be fast. Hitting too fast will cause the hitting surface to be distorted and unable to form a flat surface.
Even going too fast and being unlucky can cause spinal sprains.
"Snapped!"
As the club fell and then rose again, a crisp hitting sound sounded, and the white golf ball instantly flew high into the distance.
The top of the ball's arc is very high. Zhou Quan deliberately hit the ball with a high arc so that when the ball finally falls, it will land at an almost right angle. Although it will bounce, it will not roll too far.
The reason for this is that he doesn't want the ball to roll off the green.
For this ball, his intended landing point was the hole. He tried to hit that point, then used the putter to solve the problem in two strokes and made a birdie.
The so-called birdie is one shot below par. The par for a short hole is three. A hole-in-two is a birdie.
In addition to birdies, there are also so-called eagles and albatross, which are two and three under par respectively.
He and Philip watched the ball flying high and then watched it slide down.
A few seconds later, the white ball shot into the hole instantly like a sharp arrow and disappeared.
A staff member on the green over there quickly ran over, picked up the ball from the hole, and then raised his hand high to indicate that the ball had entered the hole.
"Haha... good luck." He laughed.
"Oh! Oh, a hole-in-one?"
Philip exclaimed in disbelief. He shouted to Zhou Quan: "Zhou, I suggest you switch to golf. If you play well, you will make no less than basketball."
"I will consider it." Zhou Quan smiled.
Philip asked with a smile: "75, 3 over par, a good score. If you practice more, you can really play professionally.
Do you want me to make arrangements for you? Now the US Golf Tour has reached its sixth stop in Phoenix. Starting next week, I will try to find a way to get you a wild card. "
"Not for now. My focus is basketball. I can't be distracted at the moment. Let's talk about it later." Zhou Quan shook his head.
At this time, Jordan and others had had enough fun in the stadium. A group of people had dinner at the stadium and then played cards here.
Jordan was in a good mood and had good luck today. He shot 76, which was only 4 strokes above par. If he performs better in the charity match tomorrow, he might be able to perform below par.
"Hey, Michael, look."
Buckley suddenly handed over a newspaper in his hand and said, "The Los Angeles Daily News said that Iron Fist has also been invited to participate in tomorrow's charity match."
Jordan took it and took a look. It was true. He threw away the newspaper and said disdainfully: "That country bumpkin from China, has he ever touched a golf club? Does his country have a golf course?"
"Ha ha……"
A bunch of superstars laughed.
As a good friend of Jordan, Oakley also came with him. At this time, he said disdainfully: "This guy is not qualified to participate in the celebrity charity game. Is he a celebrity?
At most, he is a little famous in Detroit. The famous Detroit Killer is nothing in other places. "
Barkley said with a smile: "Then you underestimated Iron Fist. His performance in the playoffs, especially his performance against Michael in the Eastern Conference Finals, was enough to become a star."
Larry Bird laughed: "Not to mention his performance on the court, just because of the violence in the locker room, personally ending the Bad Boys, and just because of his feud with you and Michael, he has a good reputation in the United States. , otherwise why would I get a signed sneaker contract?”
Magic Johnson smiled and said: "Charles, you may have overlooked that the Iron Fist Slayer is quite famous in Los Angeles! During the Eastern Conference Finals, his sneakers were selling well in Los Angeles."
"Really?" Oakley said bitterly.
…
August 13, 1992, Los Angeles Celebrity Charity Golf Tournament.
At eight o'clock, Zhou Quan, accompanied by Philip, came to the National Golf Course.
The official men's professional tournament consists of four rounds. This charity tournament has only two days in total. Two rounds are played in one round a day. They participate in the charity auction in the morning and officially start playing at 9 o'clock. They play nine holes in the morning and afternoon.
There were a total of forty or fifty celebrities. In addition to Jordan and other eleven members of the Dream Team, there were also more than a dozen Hollywood first-line movie stars, as well as seven or eight other sports stars, and more than twenty celebrities from the political, legal and business circles. celebrity.
There are a lot of media, no matter which celebrity they are, they are the targets they chase.
There were already many people outside the venue who had bought tickets to enter. Some were golf fans, and many more were fans who came to chase stars. There were at least a thousand people.
In terms of popularity and qualifications, Zhou Quan is considered a minor player and cannot be compared. However, in Los Angeles, his popularity is not bad. When he entered the venue, some local media immediately came to interview him.
"Tekken, have you ever played golf?" a reporter from the Los Angeles Daily News asked.
"I have never played a game, including amateur games. When I played by myself, the best score was three under par. I was lucky yesterday. When I was practicing on another course, I also made a hole-in-one, but It’s just a short hole of a hundred yards.” Zhou Quan smiled.
This is not the time to be humble, otherwise these media will not praise you.
Golf is known as an aristocratic sport, and it attracts a lot of attention. Golf is also one of the most profitable sports. He will strive to play better today, and it is best to shoot a par.
"Oh, not bad!" the reporter praised.
"Michael Jordan and the others have arrived just now. Everyone has prepared charity donations. What have you prepared?" a Los Angeles Sports reporter asked.
Zhou Quan smiled and said: "Of course I have prepared it, it is the hockey glove I used when I won the championship with the Bruins last year."
Barkley, who was not far away, blushed when he heard that. Didn't you give those gloves to me? When did you steal them back?
"Hey, Iron Fist..."
"Hey there."
"Tekken Slayer, when are you going to play ice hockey again?"
"I'll play if I get the chance."
Some people who knew him outside the venue shouted from time to time.
"Hi Miss Roberts."
"Iron Fist, long time no see."
"Hey, Larry."
"Iron Fist, have you applied for your boxing license?" Larry Bird asked mysteriously.
"You know?" Zhou Quan was a little surprised.
"Boxing license?"
Roberts, with his sharp ears, heard it.
"snort!"
Oakley and the postman both snorted.
Zhou Quan smiled and said to Roberts: "I just entered the NBA and some guys wanted to bully me..." At this point, he pointed at Oakley and the postman and said: "There is also a guy named Larry Johnson. I can only play with them.”
"Then teach them a lesson. The Iron Fist Massacre is not someone who will be bullied by anyone. The whole of Los Angeles will support you."
Zhou Quan was born in UCLA, and he is half a Los Angeles native. He is also handsome and graceful. However, Oakley and the postman's faces are full of anger, which makes them not good people at first glance. Roberts, who is not interested in black people, naturally sides with him.
After hearing Roberts' words, Oakley and the Postman looked very bad, and Michael Jordan and others also looked bad.
It's not that they are worried about how strong Roberts' support for Zhou Quan will be, but they think of what Roberts said. If all the audience at the scene support Zhou Quan by then, it will definitely suppress the mentality of the postman and others, and it will be over.
Barkley whispered to the postman: "You have chosen the wrong place. This is his base. You should be in New York, where the influence is greater than in Los Angeles. If you fight him in Madison Square Garden, think about it. What’s the reaction?”
"It was agreed at the beginning that he would pick the address and we would set the time. I really didn't consider this at the time." The postman said regretfully.
In order to suppress Zhou Quan's momentum, Jordan immediately said: "Iron Fist, why didn't I see you in this Olympics? Didn't your national team take a fancy to you? My God, I don't even look down on your strength. It seems that your national team's It’s very powerful!”
The postman interjected at the right time: "So, how are the results of the Chinese team?"
"Seven defeats in seven games, no wins in one game, last place in the Olympics," Pippen said immediately.
"Haha..." All the superstars laughed.
Zhou Quan's face was a bit dark, and he was just angry in his heart. From now on, when I become stronger and the Pistons become stronger, you guys will lie down in front of me one by one.
Not long after, the organizer announced the start of the charity auction. The auction house was in the open air next to it. A stage was set up with rows of white back chairs in front of it.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to your arrival..."
After the host's opening remarks, he said: "The first donation is from Michael Jordan's No. 23 jersey. He is the jersey Michael wore in the G1 game of this year's finals..."
"Bah bang bang..." The audience burst into warm applause.
"All donations today have a unified base price of three thousand US dollars. Start bidding now, with a minimum of one thousand US dollars each time." The host said.
"Fifty thousand dollars."
As soon as the host finished speaking, someone shouted from below.
"Sixty thousand."
"Eighty thousand."
…
Soon, the bidding reached two hundred thousand dollars.
Jordan's face was calm, but under his sunglasses, his eyes were squinted together and the corners of his mouth were curled up. It was obvious that he was in a good mood.
"230,000."
After 200,000 yuan, another bid was immediately made, and this time it was Microsoft boss Bill Gates who made the bid.
This was the first time he raised a price. After he raised a price, no one said anything.
"boom!"
The host didn't waste any time and settled the bidding in one fell swoop.
Zhou Quan touched his chin. It would be his turn to get the gloves later. If no one bids the price, he would be embarrassed if he had to spend money to buy them back.
The bidding went on one by one, and when the postman arrived, his donation was a pair of his signature sneakers, which were auctioned off by Barkley at the lowest bid.
"Is it agreed upon?"
Zhou Quan was not amused. After all, it would be even more embarrassing if he bought his own gloves later.
So he decided not to participate in such activities in the future since there were no coffee seats.
Finally it was Zhou Quan's turn to wear gloves. The host smiled and said: "This donation comes from Iron Fist Slayer. It was the gloves he used when he won the NCAA championship last year. Please bid."
Zhou Quan's heart skipped a beat. Damn it, if someone bids me a price, can I give you a pair of gloves later?
"Five thousand."
The next moment, Roberts, who was sitting in the seat in front of him, raised his hand.
"This sister is so beautiful! I wish you a bright future and become the number one actress in Hollywood." Zhou Quan praised from the bottom of his heart.
Jordan and others, who were about to watch the show, glanced at Roberts. Isn't this woman having an affair with that guy from Iron Fist? Is she always helping him?
"Ten thousand dollars."
There was a new bid, and it was not from the guests present, but from a middle-aged man who took out a ticket to enter the venue. He raised his hand and shouted repeatedly: "Ten thousand dollars, I am a fan of Iron Fist Slayer, give it to me."
Seeing Roger Philip standing next to the middle-aged man with a smile on his face, Zhou Quan was not stupid and understood everything.
At this moment, all he wanted to do was scold, Roger, don't mess around. We have plenty of these gloves. If we buy them for 10,000 US dollars, we will lose money, so let the beautiful sister take them for 5,000 US dollars.
Unfortunately, his wish was not fulfilled. The host sold his gloves to Roger Philippe...the middle-aged man next to him for US$10,000.
Two minutes later, the charity auction ended, with a total of fifty-six donations, raising a total of US$3.11 million. As for where the money is used, charity is business, and after donation, it is the boss’s money. , only the boss knows, the people who donate are not qualified to know.
Next, it's game time.
Thousands of fans outside the golf course also began to disperse, following the celebrities they fanned throughout the golf course.
There are dozens of guests, but not everyone will come off the court to play. Most people will play, and there are a few who don't plan to come off the court.
Anyone who plans to play is asked to have a caddy follow them, as well as their respective assistant or agent, and two golf carts behind them.
There were several fans not far away from Zhou Quan, including the middle-aged man who bought his gloves. At this time, Philip came over and asked in a low voice: "Who is that person?"
"My cousin."
Philip smiled proudly.
"Mr. Philip, I should praise you for arranging this matter, but you made me lose $10,000." He said angrily.
Phillip hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to raise the price. I thought someone would still raise the price. Mistake, mistake."
Zhou Quan looked at the sky, is this a mockery of me?
"Hey, Iron Fist, do you have the guts to take a gamble?"
At this time, Jordan's arrogant voice sounded behind him.
Zhou Quan turned around and looked. The Dream Team was behind him, looking at him, as if waiting for his review. Jordan had another cigar between his teeth and was looking down at him, looking very arrogant.
He said angrily: "Fei Ren, you are quite smart. Why didn't you bet that you could sweep us in the Eastern Conference Finals? You cost me half a million dollars."
Jordan said dissatisfiedly: "Just say whether you want to gamble or not. If you don't have the guts, just say NO."
"How do you want to bet?" Zhou Quan asked with a smile.
"One shot..."
Jordan paused. Just now, Barkley said that Zhou Quan once shot three under par. He didn't believe it at all. This must be iron fist bragging, but he didn't dare to take too many risks. After all, his money didn't come from strong winds. , and then said after hesitation: "Ten thousand dollars a shot."
"That's how brave you are?"
"How much do you want to bet?"
The disdain on Zhou Quan's face almost fell to the ground, making Jordan very uncomfortable and he immediately asked.
"Twenty thousand," he said.
"Thirty thousand." Jordan, who was mocked, shot back.
"Thirty thousand is thirty thousand."
He nodded in agreement. He knew about Jordan's golfing level. There were a lot of news reported by the media. It was close to professional level, at most equal to him. Unless he was unlucky and hit the ball into a puddle jungle, he would not lose even if he lost. Lose too much.
"Zhou, play better. Golf is very popular, especially this time due to celebrity charity and there are so many media. If you play at a professional level, you will definitely become famous." Philip warned.
"I'll try my best," he said.
(End of chapter)
