I’m an awful golfer…plain and simple. I’m 25, and first picked up a club 2 years ago. Since then, I’ve played every couple of weeks during the season, and I’ve gotten noticeably better in that time. Better in that I can at least get the ball in the air more often than not, but I still only dream about shooting an honest 100. Hell, I can’t shoot 100 when I kick the ball back towards the fairway from behind trees and call anything less than a 6 foot putt a gimme. But in the end, I’ve always had fun despite sucking. And that’s all that matters, right?
However, this season has already gone from decent to awful. After having a couple really good (for me) rounds, I have found myself in the middle of a super-slump. At some point in the last couple weeks, I’ve literally forgotten how to swing a golf club. I shank and push and slice every shot. I top one stroke, and dig the next. I can’t consistenly hit any of my clubs longer than a 9-iron. And it’s a vicious circle…getting mentally “down” doesn’t help your game much.
All this has been a bit demoralizing. And two Saturdays ago was the last straw. I lost so many balls and shanked so many shots that I felt, for the first time, the price to play wasn’t worth it anymore. When the round was over, I wanted my time and my money back. As the culmination of a few terrible weeks, I decided that maybe I’m not cut out for this golf thing, and I could save a lot of time and money if I retired my clubs.
But, something happened that turned (almost) everything around. I was clicking around the internet and came across some message board chatter about hybrid/utility clubs. The distance of a wood, the control of an iron, the deep-rough-carving ability of…well…nothing else. I was skeptical at first, but kept seeing wondrous things written. I decided to see what this was all about.
I headed down to the local discount retailer, which always has a good selection of loose clubs for cheap. I found a cool looking hybrid club meant to replace a 3/4 iron, for only $30. I figured it couldn’t hurt, since I’ve got a 3-iron I don’t even bother to use because it’s useless in my hands. The sticker on the face even said “Easy to hit”…and I know that marketing never lies. I picked it up right before meeting a friend for 18 on Saturday, and so my chance to try it out came on the first tee. No practice, yo!
The first time I ever put the face of my new club to white dimpled plastic, it was on the tee box of a 335-yard par 4. I pulled out “Big Red”–which is actually red, but not big–in favor of my driver, since I can’t hit that club either. Took a swing, and felt the most solid, gratifying contact with a golf ball in ages. I sent my drive sailing 200 yards straight into the rough on the left of the fairway. I was ecstatic!!
Why so happy to be in the rough? Because that’s where I was aiming! Notice I said that it went straight into the rough. That NEVER happens. I’m so used to slicing half my shots–and pushing the other half–that I always aim left of the fairway so that I might not end up in the trees on the right. But this time, my over-compensation was a bad thing!
I continued to use the club all day, from tees, fairways and rough. Almost every shot went where I wanted it to, as long as I used that club. I’ve never hit long shots so consistently straight. It turned out to be a great day on the course. Still didn’t quite break 100, thanks to consistently three-putting my way to victory.
Today, I took it to the driving range to get it sorted out compared to my woods and long irons. It is now, officially, my driving club of choice for sure. I probably still get more overall distance out of my driver, but most of that travel is curled into a path that ends completely sideways from my aim. IOW, my driver shots travel 250+ yards to land 150 away…and in the wrong fairway. I slice my 3-wood almost as bad. And my 5 is more controllable, but lacks the disance. With my new club, however, I can consistently nail it 210-220 yards, which is (shamefully) as long as I’ve ever hit it. And it goes where I hit it…in a straight line!
I’m blown away. In no time at all, the joy is back in my game. For now, I’m not worried that I still can’t hit any other clubs…I’m just happy I can hit something. I still want to figure out my driver, because I know i’ve got many more yards to squeeze out of it. But for now, having something I can use to go out and not embarrass myself and others is all I can ask for.
Whew…that was long. If that’s not mundane and pointless, I don’t know what is.