AustinBlue
Well-Known Member
There is something fantastic about new golf clubs. All the promise beneath the shiny surface of the unblemished face as it carve through the air. The bite of the grooves as you picture the ball spinning to a tight stop right behind the pin. The feel of the grips in your hands. Not a single missed shot has ever ruined their virgin innocence. You just know those new clubs are made to make you special. To channel the golfing gods of yore. Tony Jacklin. Sevvy. Faldo... you are about to tap into the essence of greatness. New leather gloves to stretch over your fingers in almost sensual power. Spilling new balls from the box onto the carpet, technology that will make your shots straighter and longer....
Then you get paired up to tee off next to a 15 year old in cut off jeans, converse, and three borrowed clubs. He splits the middle of the fairway with a ball that looks like it was just found in the car park drain. You pull a handful of fresh tees out. Pull the driver out of the bag that a handful of the best pros use, and unzip the elaborate padded head cover. And then shank the ball straight right. Then top one barely to the ladies tee. Dig a hole with the fairway wood that promised to make every shot memorable. Four shots later, you are about to where the kid hit. And you are wishing ever so slightly that you had stayed with some beater set of clubs and a faded bag for a little.
Then you get paired up to tee off next to a 15 year old in cut off jeans, converse, and three borrowed clubs. He splits the middle of the fairway with a ball that looks like it was just found in the car park drain. You pull a handful of fresh tees out. Pull the driver out of the bag that a handful of the best pros use, and unzip the elaborate padded head cover. And then shank the ball straight right. Then top one barely to the ladies tee. Dig a hole with the fairway wood that promised to make every shot memorable. Four shots later, you are about to where the kid hit. And you are wishing ever so slightly that you had stayed with some beater set of clubs and a faded bag for a little.