I went to a golf outing at Ocean Edge Resort in Brewster, MA... thanks to my good friends at Pella Windows for the invite.
Problem one, we ran a bit tight on time so I never went down to the driving range to review the 5586 things I was supposed to remember when I strike the ball. A great way to ensure success... smart move
ass wipe! So, I get up to the first tee, a 135 yard par three. Clean undies, Big dreams. What a great name for a Rotella book!!!
Andy said to only think about 5 things, but I am thinking to myself, what about the other 5581 things I always think about, who is going to worry about all of those! And frankly, sex isn't even in Andy's top five swing thoughts, REALLY? One has to wonder...just saying.
So, I set up, practice all five concepts three times while my new Pella friends in my foursome look at me thinking, lets go Ben Crane! URGH! I take a deep breath, relax, think about those five fundamentals one more time, lift my arms into a back-swing without rotating my upper-torso (because that wasn't one of fucking things I was supposed to be thinking about) and I proceed to shank a ball directly right into the woods, deep right. Camelia, Bubba Watson, Andreozzi? WTF! I felt like a Volkswagen Van filled clowns dressed in Rory Sabbatini suits stopped behind the tee box and started laughing at me.
Well that's how my round started.
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