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Former Big Deal
I want to share with you an experience I had this weekend and the revelation that came from it. If you'll indulge me.
Normally, I am the longest hitter in groups I play in. I am not super long, but long enough I am regularly outdriving my normal foursome as well as the randoms I get paired up with. This has had an effect and to this day continues to, as I feel I need to be the longest hitter on every hole. When people pull a 7 iron on a par 3, I pull an 8. Its ego through and through. As Tadashi can tell you, my swing reflected it, I was always trying to murder the ball.
This weekend I played in a informal tourney with a lot of great players. On the first tee I hit a really great drive, probably around 270, not small potatoes mind you. The other three guys in the group just murdered me off the tee. One guy was easily hitting it 300 on every hole with a driver with a Bridgestone J33 driver. After 3 holes of being the short hitter, I suddenly found calm in my swing. I wasn't worried about driving the ball and I just hit my own shot. I can remember on the 12th tee box commenting on my goal to get my handicap low enough to play in a US Mid-AM Qualifier and two of the guys were shocked when I told them I was a 5 handicap, both stated they thought I was a 2. I really felt good and played some good golf.
The moral of the story is, stop worrying about driving the ball the farthest. Stop worrying about what the other guy pulled to hit an approach shot. Stop worrying about what clubs you have in your bag. Find what makes you happy and play your own game. Leave the envy and struggle to the guy next to you.
Normally, I am the longest hitter in groups I play in. I am not super long, but long enough I am regularly outdriving my normal foursome as well as the randoms I get paired up with. This has had an effect and to this day continues to, as I feel I need to be the longest hitter on every hole. When people pull a 7 iron on a par 3, I pull an 8. Its ego through and through. As Tadashi can tell you, my swing reflected it, I was always trying to murder the ball.
This weekend I played in a informal tourney with a lot of great players. On the first tee I hit a really great drive, probably around 270, not small potatoes mind you. The other three guys in the group just murdered me off the tee. One guy was easily hitting it 300 on every hole with a driver with a Bridgestone J33 driver. After 3 holes of being the short hitter, I suddenly found calm in my swing. I wasn't worried about driving the ball and I just hit my own shot. I can remember on the 12th tee box commenting on my goal to get my handicap low enough to play in a US Mid-AM Qualifier and two of the guys were shocked when I told them I was a 5 handicap, both stated they thought I was a 2. I really felt good and played some good golf.
The moral of the story is, stop worrying about driving the ball the farthest. Stop worrying about what the other guy pulled to hit an approach shot. Stop worrying about what clubs you have in your bag. Find what makes you happy and play your own game. Leave the envy and struggle to the guy next to you.