I was off to the range today. Some inspiration in re the Ryder Cup and some just because I'd had a day off. Sure I'd swung a few in the backyard and watched a few videos, but basically no golf. Okay, I watched 8 hours or so. Sheesh, the Americans can't play team events. Why is that?
But David from the UK was happy!
Ok, back to the range.
The speed post talked of dropping the arms as the first step in the down swing. What this feels like to me is that you line up your hands about waist high and then apply speed. I'm a guy who is willing to try new stuff, so I'm going to try it.
And while swinging a shaft with no head on it in the backyard, I found that it went faster when I kept my left hip from moving much.
Let's put both together and see what happens!
The irons went like the lord above suggested they should. Then I went to the 4 wood. It too had a "get out of jail card" attached to it too. The sound of the strikes was different and wonderful.
Where I was hitting, there was a bench and it was quite close to where the clubs were flying. A family took up residence on the line next to me. A gal sat on the bench. "Can I move the clubs? They seem to be in your way" I asked. "No, no, it's all fine. Is it ok that I sit here?" "Sure, no problem, but you have to clap when I hit a good one." She went back to her phone.
I hit a good one.
"You should have clapped for that one," I said.
"It sounded great." And this from a non-golfer. She was right.
For all the clubs save the driver, I could drop my hands and then come in low and fast. Just like in that scene in Dr. Strangelove.
The driver seems to have a lot of emotion bound to it. I can't relax and just hit it like the other clubs. Maybe some day. But I was very tickled with the everything. I pitched and cycled through the clubs and everything was monstrous and wonderful.
I'm worried that the clubs will be longer and I'll have to recalibrate distances. I'm ok with that. The contact was what every golfer wants.
Monday will tell the tale...
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