2001 was like the 8th

2001 was like the 8th hole in a putt-putt course. That's the deceptively difficult hole with the windmill that quadruples your score when one of the spinning blades provides an unlikely launch ramp and sends your ball bouncing across 4 lanes of Saturday night traffic. Getting the ball in the cup on that hole is just a matter of stubborn persistence. But dropping it better than par on the next hole, takes something infinitely more trying. 2002 is all potential.