In for review is the new Bombtech Golf Grenade2 Driver and 3-wood combo package (photos below). The Grenade2 driver normally sells for $297.00 and the 3-wood $147.00, but right now Bombtech has this combo package for $297.00. Based on the hundreds of reviews of the package, it looks like a hot seller.
I’m anxious to see how well the Grenade2 driver performs. I posted a Bombtech Grenade driver review back in 2014, the first model. I really liked it. My dad tried it and refused to give it back, and he still plays it today. He’s 82 and it is a stiff shaft. He kills it.
I haven’t hit the Grenade2 driver 3-wood combo yet, so my full review will be a few weeks. I don’t just hit a club three times on the range and post a “detailed” review. I actually game the clubs I review, on real golf courses, with real golf balls. Stay tuned.
I’ve never recovered from my first experience with “The Storyteller.” In fact, over the years that first experience ruined a friendship. The dumb thing is, he didn’t realize I saved him from getting beat up by the other guy in our group….
Who is The Storyteller? It’s not just one golfer, but a golfer personality. He’s the golfer who has to tell you a story, no matter what is happening.
Stories can be fine, but it’s the way the story is told that’s the problem. The Storyteller starts up a story right at the beginning of my pre-shot routine. At first I stop my pre-shot routine and politely acknowledge him, nod, respond. I engage him because, well, I’m polite. I wait for him realize I’m trying to hit, and either stop or pause his story. But he doesn’t stop. When there’s a tiny pause I quickly start my pre-shot routine again. He doesn’t get the message to stop. He keeps going. So I politely pause again, acknowledge him, nod, pretend to laugh. At this point I’m thinking I have to just let this bugger talk all the way through my routine to my shot. Otherwise I’ll never be able to even hit the damn ball. We’ll be on the tee forever.
So I decide to just do my routine and hit, all the while I’m listening about the time The Storyteller was in a biker bar in Iowa. The shot does not go well because I can’t concentrate on what I’m doing. I’m focused on how irritating and clueless this bastard is, who can’t see I’m trying to play f**ing golf here. It just doesn’t register.
Thankfully, my horrid tee shot has now been hit; sliced into the woods or in some hazard. I don’t care about losing a $5 golf ball at this point. I’m glad the shot ended. After watching my horrid tee shot finish The Storyteller continues to talk.
Oh my God. He hasn’t hit his tee shot yet.
At this point I’m looking for a revolver, a noose, or maybe some razor blades. A samurai sword will do. I no longer want to live. Where’s the cyanide?
The Storyteller continues with his story while making practice swings. He tees the ball up, continues talking. Then he finally gets over the ball and I’m absolutely thrilled that he stops talking as he addresses the ball. The silence is so wonderful. It’s orgasmic.
There’s a pause. What is happening?
Just when it looks like he is going to pull the trigger, he backs off and turns to me and starts telling me about the bartender in the biker bar in Iowa. I can’t believe this. Why can’t he hit the ball then talk? Then we can walk and talk. Instead, I’m trapped. I can’t get away. I’m a hostage. Kidnapped. I can’t start walking down the fairway because he hasn’t hit his tee shot yet. We’re only a twosome but I nervously look back to see the foursome behind us is getting irritated.
He finally hits his shot. Thank God. But there’s a problem. It was a bad shot (no sh*t). He’s going to take a mulligan, but first, he must continue the story.
I’m livid. Having some kind of panic attack. I’m considering walking off the course. After all it would be really easy to do at this point. We were on the first tee.
The Roll and Go Caddy ($39.95) is a golf accessory which allows the user to pick up golf balls without bending over. Just roll the unit over the ball and it picks the ball up. It can pick up 2-3 balls.
I played a round with the unit in hand and was able to pick some balls up. No problem. Perhaps the handle could be a little longer as there is still some bending over needed, and I’m not a tall person.
I don’t really see any serious player using this product, but I do see a possible attraction to older golfers or golfers with bad backs who don’t want to bend over. Perhaps it’s good for scrambles, or when practicing chipping. The product does work as advertised, but it isn’t that easy to snatch up a ball from a golf cart (see blooper video below).
I also have a critique about the word “caddy.” Waaaaay too many golf products use the word buddy or caddy in them. Also, the proper spelling of the word is “caddie.” 🙂
Action Video!
Blooper Video
Final Thoughts
My 5-year-old loves this thing. He runs up and down the hallway with it, “making tracks” in the carpet.
Once again, I don’t see any serious golfer or Tour type player using this. But older golfers or golfers with bad backs might like using the Roll and Go Caddy to pick up balls without bending over… bending over very much that is.
In for review are some sweet, stylish new sunglasses from Reks Optical. They’re not just sunglasses, they’re unbreakable frames with special prescription lenses. I can see the ball, even hundreds of yards away! When you hit the ball all over the place like I do, you really need to be able to see where it went.
I just ordered these prescription golf sunglasses glasses from the Reks Optical website. Ordering was easy. First I picked out the frame style, then the lens style. My lenses are HD Trivex polarized lens with anti-reflective coating. Rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it? While ordering I attached my RX with the order and Reks took care of the rest. In a couple of weeks my shades arrived.
I’ve just started testing them out today. I played a round of golf in bright but overcast conditions. I’ll put these to the test in all lighting conditions and post my full review in a few weeks. Stay tuned.
I caught up with an old retired golf pro pal of mine last week for a round of golf at the tremendous Sand Hollow Golf Course in southwestern Utah. He brought some snacks to keep us energized on the course. One snack in particular I felt was a brilliant idea, and I’ve been doing it ever since. Behold:
Bring along a hard boiled egg in a zip lock bag. Throw some salt and pepper inside the bag. When you open it up on the 7th tee for some energy, you’ve got a pre salted/peppered hard boiled egg ready to ingest. So simple but so good.