Spent some time testing out Bombtech Golf's dual cavity driver. Check out my AmongMen.com review for the whole spiel on this green shafted monster!
There’s one in every foursome. The guy who routinely plucks a few blades of grass, and then painstakingly observes as gravity does its thing and they fall back to the ground. The hallmark of this pre-shot routine tends to be an inquisitive expression followed by an “I just discovered nuclear fission” grin. When pressed he’ll tell you he’s just taking mental notes on how to adjust his aim in accordance with the wind’s speed and direction.
While feigning meteorological computations is taking things a little overboard for most of us, deciding to pull on a windbreaker when the breeze starts to display some serious bluster is much less of a schmuck move.
At their glittery heart pro-ams are all about supporting a worthy charity and scoping out the stars. But the celebrity golfers want to have a great time too. The best way to assure satisfaction is to be as finicky and persnickety as TV’s “Millionaire Matchmaker” Patti Stanger when matching celebs with their playing partner, because at its fescue heart golf is all about forging lasting relationships. While Stanger’s penchant for hooking up millionaires earned her a reality show on Bravo, we’ll settle for the warm and fuzzy feeling that comes from introducing golfers to their brand new BFF.
A Bizarre ball swallowing occurrence took place this par-3 on the backnine at Oyster Reef. This man's bunker bound shot disappeared hocus pocus, the sand trap taketh style. We all searched for ten minutes within a square meter of where it plunked down but alas all our raking and digging to find the plugged lie was for not. The sphere was never recovered and no visible ball mark either.
Gambling and golf go together like nachos and salsa. That’s to say they get along real well. A little golf wager can add some paprika to your putts, szechwan to your swing and quench that competitive fire that burns deep inside every duffer’s soul. You’re probably familiar with “buck-a-hole,” and while this pedestrian skins game can be a lot fun, the George Washington per cup racket is the mah-jong of golf betting games. Crank up the action in your golf game with these fairway zingers.
Eschewing sleeves for a plush velvety drawstring a la the Crown Royal whiskey bag, my first impression is that 3 Up isn’t just another dimpled ball maker. Their signature 3F12 is a three-piece cast urethane construction that purports to perform like no other inside of 100 yards. While I’m not old enough to have first hand experience of the balata feel these seek emulate off a wedge, I can report that they did bite really well around the greens during my round with them and from sharing them with my more spin-adept pals I can confirm that the 3F12 is a green-seeking missile. Philanthropically orientated $3 on every dozen sold is given back to a golf related charity so how’s that for teeing it forward. 3Up’s sobriquet also can come in handy during a round when your foursome’s shots cluster:
John: “I’m the Nike”
Phil: “I’m playing Calloways”
Me: “I’m 3 Up.”
See you’re already winning when you’re playing with these spinilicious pups.
The Cure to Golf Ball Identity Dysphoria--a scenario that happens too often on the fairway that can be easily avoided
If you’ve played enough rounds, you’ve been here before. Your foursome tees off on a dogleg right. While you can't pinpoint exactly where you ended up, you do know that you’re in pretty much the same general spot as another guy in the group. After rounding the bend and catching site of the two adjacent golf balls in question, it quickly becomes apparent that you guys are in a bit of a pickle.
Player A: “Hey, what were you hitting?”
Player B: “Callaway Diablo”
Player A: “Me too. You happen to remember the number on it?”
Player B: “Nope, guess we’re S.O.L. Flip for it?”
Now, this Ball Identity Dysphoria episode could have been avoided if only you had used Tin-Cup’s USGA 12-2 compliance tool, a snazzy stainless steel stencil specially designed for golf ball marking. Individualize your spheres with over 90 designs, featuring everything from college logos to a beer stein, or a jolly roger. Sure you can mark your ball freehand by squiggling a few lines with a sharpie and be certain yours is the one on the fairway and your buddy is in the first cut of rough, but Tin Cup keeps your ball marking classy.
*Originally wrote this for ichill.ca
Any golfer who has ever suffered the embarrassment of slipping and winding up on their posterior, knows that the relationship between balance and ball striking is key. Smart Body Golf’s line of exercise gear is aimed at improving your equilibrium by increasing your flexibility and body stability from the beginning of your backswing through your follow through. The performance pack includes center cut leverage discs built to optimize swing footwork, a handled exercise ball targeting rotational speed and Inside 80, a resistance training system for increasing flexibility and synchronization in your golf swing.
When ESPN The Magazine allocated one sport per state South Carolina won the honor as the golf state.
Home to the golf havens of Myrtle Beach, Hilton Head, and Kiawah Island, it shouldn’t be any surprise that the Palmetto State punches well above it’s population class when it comes to minting PGA golfers.
TOUR winners hailing from SC include Kyle Stanley (pictured), Dustin Johnson, Lucas Glover, Jonathan Byrd, and Tommy “Two Gloves” Gainey.
This was the golf slide on my Huffington Post, ten things Canadians don't know about the Carolinas post.
Southern Belles and Canadian golfers have something in common--thanks to their legendary politeness they don't always say what they mean. When a belle says "Bless your heart," what she really means, but is too polite to verbalize, is a show of disgust: "Oh my word! Darla's showing again, that's her eighth baby, oh bless her heart." Canadian golfers may be too polite for outright trash talk on the course, but here's a handy guide to what they're really telling you.
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