My dad was a good golfer.
My older brother was a gifted athlete, leftie, pitcher, hitter baseball all star.
I was a squatty fat kid with a flattop, without a hint of coordination (maybe I was the milkman's son)...but I wanted to play too. After taking several fastballs to the head, and that might explain something...
one day my dad and I went on a day trip, to Columbus to see a college golfer named Jack Nicklaus...we got there just in time to see him on the range.
Jack then, was not the svelte Golden Bear he would later become. My dad said something like, "See that fat kid with the flat top, maybe golf will be your thing."
That, plus the fact I lived less than a mile from two golf courses, and would play for free...scrounging balls and sneaking on, was a part of it too.
Even after I gained a little coordination and athleticism, I practiced golf everyday, putting if nothing else, but also, even back then we had an indoor facility to hit balls into nets.
BUT, what helped me the most, was going to FIRESTONE CC. to watch pros play, there was a TV show on over the summer and at the end, it hosted the world series of golf.
On any given day, any pro could have a great round, win the day. And great rounds were ones with the least number of errors.
And most errors, were/ARE mental mistakes. And although tons of books and articles written about them, there isn't one work, except for TARP, which gives all golfers, pro to duffer, the tools to eliminate the mental mistakes.
Thanks for asking.
Gordon
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Originally Posted by Glenn
Gracias Gordon,
The Question.
How Did You Get Started playing golf in such a way you didn't join the Ranks of The Golf Duffers?
In College I used to Stand by a Tree in some woods near the Golf Course. Actually have to Duck Behind trees. Golf balls were dropping like apples off a tree.
At a Driving Range - Where I took My Ben Hogan book to be Signed. To Get Rapport so I could TALK to Weekend Golfers.
The Sunday Golfers were spraying golf balls all over.
What Did YOU do Differently when You Got Started?
Thanks,
Glenn
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