I made the pizza following your ingredients and instructions tonight, or at least that was the intention. I tried my best to replicate it with what I had around the house. I'm new to making pizza so it was quite the adventure.
I used cold spring water and king arthur all purpose flour, it's just what I had around the house. For the yeast, I didn't have IDY so I used ADY, it did say on the package that ADY probably shouldn't be used a substitute for IDY (Also said to dissolve the ADY in water, which I didn't listen to and ran into troubles with later), but I mean it probably has to say that for health reasons and I don't think it means anything. So I added double the yeast you called for. At this point though, I ran into more trouble.
I had tried adding the yeast and salt after letting the dough autolyze for fifteen minutes (you said to wait thirty, but I wasn't convinced you didn't make that word up so I figured fifteen minutes was more than enough time), but I don't have a mixer. Well I do but I didn't feel like breaking it out cause I would have to clean it. The dough was kinda smooth on the outside at this point, not sticky at all. I made a cute little hole in the dough with my finger, poured the salt and yeast neatly into the hole, and then folded the dough over it and proceeded with kneading it. But the yeast and the salt did wouldn't dissolve in the dough, I could feel the grains through the dough as I kneaded it, and I thought I could hear them shaking around in the dough like a maraca. I picked the dough up and shook it next to my ear to confirm this. I didn't hear anything though so I was pretty sure it hadn't actually formed a dough/yeast-salt maraca.
I soldiered on, but then yeast and salt had actually started falling out from the dough en masse into my mixing bowl, and I realized the maraca theory was right. I was awfully flustered at this point, but I was at the point of no return. I made a battle field decision, found the tear in the dough where the salt and yeast had been coming out of, stretched it open and added some water from the sink into the wound hoping it would help dissolve the remaining yeast and salt into the dough. I added just a small amount but it made the whole dough sticky again, I was pissed but I was able to take use of the stickiness to absorb the yeast and salt that had fallen out of the dough back into it, so it worked out. I then proceeded to knead the dough with my hands until I determined it was done, and set it in a bowl with a towel over it to rise for 3 hours.
That was the end of my troubles though, once it was done I spread that bad boy out topped it, and threw it in the oven at 500 for about 10 minutes, and what came out was an awesome pizza. I don't know how it happened given how hard I tried to ruin it, but it was really good. I've never really ate a homemade pizza that I liked, but I really liked this one. It inspired me to make this account and post this long winded story here.
I couldn't get a picture of the whole pizza as everyone in my house was quick to dismantle it, but here's a picture of a slice.
And an obligatory crust pic: