(09-02-2021, 04:56 PM)homebiscuit Wrote: I got to play one hole of golf with my son today before the sky opened up and ruined everything. It was a par 3, 156 to the center with the pin in back. I pull a 6 iron. My son is natural ball striker. Body rotation, lag, swing plane and release just come naturally to him. He instinctively understands the mechanics of launching a golf ball. I asked him kiddingly if he was going to use a gap wedge. He laughed and said no, then teed off and hit a beautiful arc to the center of the green with little effort.

"What are you swinging?"
"A 9 iron."

Punk.

I'm in PA right now.  Playing golf with my son-in-law.  I was relaying a story to him about a guy I used to play softball with, nicknamed Krush.  Since we were the bangers on the team, I assumed it came from softball.  Nope, came from people who had played golf with him.  

Saw him hit a 460ish yard par 5 with six-iron, six-iron on a bet.  I used to like him before that.

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