Oh man, the other night I was at the range to try and sort out my swing after shooting a miserable score in my previous round. I almost left my clubs right at the stall and call my mother in law for knitting lessons.
I was hitting not a top but a low shot that was at least a club shorter than normal and just generally felt awful. And then I started chatting with the guy at the stall next to me who was pretty good. He mentioned that he noticed something in my release, gave me a swing thought to try. Boom. Golf clubs came home. Knitting lessons cancelled. Golf is hard.
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