A great subject. We don't talk enough on here about Match Play.
Originally when learning to play Match Play, I was always quite confused why I should ever want to concede a putt to a competitor. I just could never fathom it. But when I did start playing in SCGA Team Play in the 80's, I learned a lot. There is just something about conceding a gimme/99% makable putt to halve a hole, only to have it come back and get your competitor later in the match. It seems to happen when they need to make that important putt to win a hole or a match. I have found it uncanny at times how it can comeback to haunt you.
Maybe it has everything to do with human element of it all, and how we can sometimes get so confident that we lose focus, or just expect it to go in without effort, and when the importance of making the putt is out on the shoulders of a player, the possibility of failure comes to mind. I have always felt that when it comes to putting, (and even chipping) negative feelings means negative results, and in this case, say your opponent has given you like two or three two-three footers, and all of a sudden you need to make a putt, the ability to concentrate is going to be more on making it, instead of focusing on how your going to stroke the ball with complete confidence of the line of putt itself, and most, soft hands with no movements in the wrists. For me it leads to this really positive feeling, "I'm going to sink this."
I guess what I'm trying to say that putting is just as much part of acentuating the positive without getting too ignorant! And this is why conceding putts is about the surest way to let me beat myself!
My favorite match of all-time? Gib @ KPI-Barona Creek.
Tom, you were responsible for that match-up and it almost cost you guys! I hung in there hole for hole, until he started pulling away from me at the great 14th by going 1 up when he birdied. He got me again on the 15th to go 2 Up, but I proceeded to get one back at #16 when I sandy/parred from the back bunker with Pete Galea looking on. I had to sink about a downhill 6 footer, and made it, sending my message to Gibby that I wasn't going to be embarrased here, that I intended to pass right by him. However #17 ruined my day when over-confidence got the best of me and I lost one left over the fence line off of the tee. I was done, but it was by far the funnest, exciting match I've ever played.