Who would have thought that this economy would make things cheaper?? I’ve noticed a drop in the price of golf equipment… in fact, I just got $300 off of a “pre-owned” set of Callaway Irons… Man I tell you there’s nothing like a new set of golf clubs, especially irons… I mean, a bitchin’ new driver is one thing, but you only get to hit it about 13 times per round (considering that there are 18 holes, you can only use the driver on the tee and only get one tee shot per hole, and there are short holes where you tee off with an iron, and other doglegs and such where you tee off with a wood or low iron to avoid a hazard…)
An iron set, well that’s a different story. You swing one of those clubs at least a couple times on each and every hole… and as any EXPERIENCED golfer… when you first start out, you’re driver crazy–you want the biggest and baddest big stick, you swing for the fences every time, and want nothing more than to break 300 yards, even if the ball winds up in a poor position… but as you progress in the game, you learn how important accuracy is in the second shot and approach, and nothing feels better than a perfect iron shot… you have more control with them because the head is smaller… you really feel like YOU’RE hitting the ball, not just swinging a stick with a grapefruit-sized “thingy” at the end that actually strikes the ball. When I hit a perfect iron shot, I feel like a five-star chef masterfully filleting a fish… coming down right between the ball and the short fairway turf like a razor and cutting the ball out, sending it soaring towards the pin and watching the markings on the ball spin backwards at incredible RPMs… seeing that spin and knowing that i did that… i made it spin like that… then when you finally walk up to the green and see how close the ball landed to the cup and that crater of a divot that you made… that’s much better than pacing off a long drive. Any experienced golfer knows that a good tee shot has no bearing on what will wind up on the scorecard for that hole…
Anyways, I’m gonna cut the ramble at once. Just like the Sopranos, I suppose there’s nothing lef
