G.McKenna Golf Haiku
Gigantic driver Fuels my testosterone dreams Three-hundred yard drive.
Gotta get a grip On this game that has gripped me Before it gives me the grippe.
My ball is engulfed By autumn’s crimson bounty Perils of fall golf.
Chipmunk takes cover Knows the stone wall may save him From my wicked slice.
Smashed it off the tee. But why did my second shot Only go ten yards?
Three-foot downhill putt Just keeps going and going. Now six feet back up.
Winter rules beckon Even in the August heat. Don’t heed that siren’s call.
Splashdown in the pond A chorus of croaks erupts Laughter of the frogs.
Snack bar girl so cute Even though I’m not hungry Gimme another hotdog.
Kerplunk. Rattle. Plop. Sweet euphony on the green. Sunk another putt.
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Length of the Back Swing
The important thing about the backswing is the torque you generate in the upper body. You need to feel tightness in the torso while keeping you lower body relatively stable. If your shoulders rotate 90 degrees, your hips rotate 45 … Continue reading
Basic Pitch Shot
When you are close to the green but not too close to chip, you pitch. Use the sand wedge, open the club face a little, set the ball forward in stance and slide the club underneath the ball. This is … Continue reading
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