...getting outplayed by someone who you normally beat...especially when it is their first round of the year, and you have played in two tournaments and over a dozen casual rounds.
...not being able to hit a putt during said disastrous round.
...hitting the chains squarely during said putts, but the crappy homemade baskets at the only course within an hours drive spit everything out except the most perfect putt.
...getting pulled over for illegal window tint on the way home from the round
...realizing during the round that you left your brand new Teebird out in the football field during a practice session two nights previous and scouring the field only to come up empty. Also further infuriation stemming from the thought that the middle school child that found the disc will probably never be able to throw it correctly and it will be relinquished to a box of old sporting goods in their basement before it even has a nick on the wing.
Yes, this was my Saturday. At least I beat the guy on the third round of 9 holes, and I started hitting putts.