Harry Longshanks
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- Jul 20, 2008
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Forgive me Mr. Palmer, for I have sinned.
It has been 5 rounds since my last confession, and I need to unburden myself.
Today I went to a demo day. And I couldn't hit anything. ANYTHING. I don't understand. I was at the range yesterday, and my swing was fine. I'm no Tiger, of course, but my shots were straight and LPGA long.
But today, I humiliated myself. In front of people.
It wasn't so much the regular demo area. No, I was able to hit enough decent shots there to keep from looking like a complete fool.
It was the free launch monitor session. I even brought my own driver for a "baseline". And I couldn't hit it. My.Own.Driver.
I hit wormburners, shanks, slices, duck hooks, and pop-ups. It was horrible. I have no idea what happened. Even the little old Asian lady getting her first clubs ever hit better than me.
I'm pretty sure I heard the launch monitor cursing at me for wasting it's time.
In one afternoon, I have completely obliterated my confidence in my swing. I'm scared to swing my clubs again.
It has been 5 rounds since my last confession, and I need to unburden myself.
Today I went to a demo day. And I couldn't hit anything. ANYTHING. I don't understand. I was at the range yesterday, and my swing was fine. I'm no Tiger, of course, but my shots were straight and LPGA long.
But today, I humiliated myself. In front of people.
It wasn't so much the regular demo area. No, I was able to hit enough decent shots there to keep from looking like a complete fool.
It was the free launch monitor session. I even brought my own driver for a "baseline". And I couldn't hit it. My.Own.Driver.
I hit wormburners, shanks, slices, duck hooks, and pop-ups. It was horrible. I have no idea what happened. Even the little old Asian lady getting her first clubs ever hit better than me.
I'm pretty sure I heard the launch monitor cursing at me for wasting it's time.
In one afternoon, I have completely obliterated my confidence in my swing. I'm scared to swing my clubs again.