I hit the range yesterday to try and figure out what is wrong with my irons. My driver and woods are all good, but my GIR’s and ball striking with the irons has stunk.
After hitting five shanks, 10 fats, 10 thins, 10 hooks, 10 slices… I busted out my video camera. I don’t have the best swing in the world. I may make Jim Furyk look on plane. But after recording about 10 five irons and watching the video back I was able to see some stuff to fix.
The most obvious problem I saw was what I call the chicken wing. It’s a flying right elbow, kind of like a baseball swing. That chicken wing was causing my usual over the top granny move to be way past parallel and even more over the top and across the line. In other words my club at the top of the swing was almost like John Daly’s, pointing right of the target.
After sucking in the chicken wing and tucking it into my side a bit I started to hit some good shots. I brought the “anti- chicken wing super granny over the top past parallel unfolding lawn chair epileptic on speed” swing onto the course and hit much more solid irons. I did hit a few pulls but that’s just a result of the swing changes and not being used to them.
I’m feeling better today than I did yesterday about my swing, my game… and my chances in my semifinal match tomorrow. I’m playing against an older player who is pretty amazing. I played with him on this very course when he shot a 29 on the back en route to a 62.
Mr. 62 is human, therefore he’s beatable. It should be fun tomorrow. If I manage to beat him I’ll be in the finals of my club champ for the 2nd time in the last three years. And yes, I did win it last time I was in the finals!