My Best Bad Round of Late

Sunday, I got back on the course for the first time in almost three weeks and shot a 46. For 18 holes. OK, that’s ridiculous, it was nine holes. It’s been a long time since I was satisfied with a 46. Given where I’ve been, though, I’ll take it. It’s like someone tied me down and was burning me with a branding iron and then decided to stop and just slap me in the face a few times. It’s a strange sense of relief, but I’m certain it actually is relief. I got a couple of tips that put me on the right track. If you read regularly, you might remember me talking about having an issue with my takeaway and an issue with my grip pressure causing me to not square the club face at impact. Two quick tips and it was like night and day. I decided to play a round about ten range balls after the switch was flipped so there was a little uncertainty there. Just to be clear, I ran

The Importance of the Takeaway

Yesterday, while discussing my faulty release at impact, I mentioned another tip that I got that put me back on track. As I was practicing with a little bit lighter grip pressure, the head pro at my course was walking up and down the range and I had a conversation with him where I whined for a while about my swing issues of late and how I got a tip that was getting me back on track. I went back to hitting balls with much improvement (though not complete). I was content. He wandered over after a few minutes and said, “Mike, do you mind if I give you one small tip?” Of course I welcome advice so I eagerly accepted the offer. He told me that he had been watching me for a few minutes and noticed an issue with my takeaway. He had seen me rolling my hands open to start the swing. I was somewhat surprised to hear this. This is something I tended to do for a long time, but I

Square the Club Face – Natural Release

Early this week I talked about conceding defeat (in the sense of trying to diagnose and fix my own swing) and also about how swing changes take a long time to ingrain. You might remember that I’ve been fading the ball on good shots and slicing or blocking it on bad shots. My initial plan was to go back to the fundamentals: grip, alignment, stance, posture. I felt like it was working for me. And while it did improve me, after several range sessions the problem didn’t go away. I was still unable to turn the ball from right to left and I was mixing in some big misses to the right. Previously, I mentioned an improper release as a cause for slicing and blocking and I suspected I was suffering from that problem. I started to work on a better release, yet I started to get worse. Then, out of nowhere, a great swing tip dropped in my lap after a phone conversation with a friend. After I described my symptoms and my suspicions

Conceding Defeat

Sometimes we just need to step back and acknowledge that something is broken. I’ve been working on getting my game back this year and trying to take it to a much higher level. But the last few weeks have been simply brutal. I’ve been having so much trouble with ball striking, that I eventually modified my golf practice plan to make all the rounds optional, with the option being a range session instead. I’ve been at the range regularly (minus a couple of minor injury rest periods) but haven’t been on the course in almost two weeks. It started when I was working on getting my lower body to stop lagging. I’m a big guy, but I have the strength and speed to make a good swing. As I started to improve in that regard, I noticed something that I haven’t seen in years: my misses were going right. In addition, I perceived that my grip was a little too strong (as in hand position, not in how tightly I grip the club), so I

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Fireworks

I’ve been struggling with my comeback and with my press onward. I’m spraying the ball all over the place. It’s gotten to the point where I made all my planned rounds optional with range sessions waiting to take their place. Up until now, even my range sessions were a struggle. I’ve taken a little time the last few days to recover some, with my new fitness regimen beating me down (I love it, but I just need to build up some endurance). With a little time to kill before heading over to a friend’s house for some July 4th festivities, I decided to hit the range. With the pressure of poor on-course performance removed, and with several days to let my head clear, I had the best range session I’ve had in a long time. Not every shot was perfect, but many were. And when I hit a bad shot, I followed it up with a correction and a good shot. I was like Tiger Woods on the range. Well, OK, that’s an exaggeration. But