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I played golf yesterday. Or, more accurately, I played AT it - I don't think any competent person could watch me and call what I do "Playing Golf".

Anyway. I played.

The thing is, I have never played very well, but over time I have learned to play a little better than I have in the past and my 'game' was progressing - slowly. Very slowly.

There are some things about which I can get impatient. Like golf.

I've been studying a video of Ben Hogan's where he demonstrates his famous swing.

When HE does it, it looks simple.

When I do it - not so much.

I took my new swing out to the course with me yesterday.

I would have been much better served had I left my new swing - and the clubs - at home.

Not one drive in the fairway. Not one.

Second shots? good. Close in irons? Amazing. Putts? Deadly accurate.

But getting off the tee in any kind of decent shape is, was, and apparently always will be, my problem.

Darn it. This is all my dad's fault. I'm left handed. My dominant side is my left. I FEEL everything with my left side. Which would be fine if I actually knew how to swing lefty. But I don't. When I was a wee lad my dad taught me to swing righty. And now, as an adult, I can't swing from the left side. I just can't. And I really wish I could.

I'm an old dog. I can't teach myself new tricks.

Tennis, anyone?



Grandmother said...

I read an article about Tiger Woods one time who went to a coach to change his swing (I forget why). He found it incredibly difficult but was finally successful and his game at that time improved. If your left is so dominant maybe a coach could help you change to go with your strength. Good luck.

Nan Sheppard said...

Keep learning, Lou!

Tracey - Just Another Mommy Blog said...

Golf confuses me. I find no joy in it. My husband, however, can pick up any sport that is presented to him and it DRIVES ME NUTS.

loraine said...

Don't give up, anyway... unless you can't get past your frustration and it messes with your blood pressure.

PattiKen said...

You know what they say. "Visualize that ball, heading straight down the fairway hell bent for leather."

They don't say that? Well, they should.

(And why are all my WVs on your blog 27 letters long? Are you messin' with my head?)

HalfAsstic.com said...

Tennis, Heh!
I have a perfect golf swing. I just don't actually interact with a ball.