I can't remember the last time that I was so happy to shoot an 80, like I did today. I'm a 12 handicap, but of late, I've been playing like an 18. I'm one of those strange fellows that threw myself into golf when I turned 35...never played until then. I really worked at it and late this summer, was regularly shooting 75-79, only going into the low 80s when the putter really took the day off. Problem is, I always have taken instruction to the extremes...which in golf is just a new killer fault to have to be overcome.
Anyway, extra job responsibilities cut me back from playing/practicing 5x weekly to maybe 3x (2 practice, 1 play) about 3 months ago. Coupled w/ worsening weather, my game went to he** in a handbasket. Lately, it had become all I could do to keep it down to 85-89. No distance, no idea where it was going....heck, I didn't even have a "miss" I could count on. I was seriously ready to quit playing the game, at least for a month or so....and I'd entertained that if I didn't miss it after a month, to heck with it...sell the clubs and quit expending energy on this wretched game.
So, I put a call into a guy who worked w/ me last year and really helped me. Told him that I was blocking/hooking, and that the general quality of contact was very poor, with a big loss in distance. Now, this guy knows my golf swing, so w/ no hesitation, he just tells me "you're under plane again....you're getting stuck, and either flipping the club or dragging it through impact". He goes on to advise me to really concentrate on not making such a pronounced weight shift, but rather to make a gentle shift and let the arms come down in front of my chest. I'd gotten out of synch.
So, out I go today, with my son. First couple of holes, I was still off. Then my guy's admonitions popped into the old noodle. BAM! 7 iron into the 2 club wind from 141 yds....12 ft. above the hole, right on line. On and on it went....as long as I'd just get those arms in front of my chest on the transition move, I was $$. Obviously, 80 still reeks, but it felt so good to "find" my swing again. If I could putt, it would have been a 77, easily.
Why is it such a drug to keep trying to come more and more from the inside, which almost inevitably leads me to this problem of "getting stuck"??? They say that it's a "better player's problem", but I'm certainly not a "better player". I say this as a non-slicer whose battled the rope hook and its various cousins since the day I took up the game, but I'll swear, I think "getting stuck" HAS to be the absolute most killer fault in the golf swing.
Others and their experience w/ this problem???? As you can see, I'm excited about the game again.
