The demise of my 5 iron...

[Jbrown012]

Snow finally cleared up enough in the back yard to hit golf balls again. It was a little muddy so i had to hit off a tee no big deal. I go to hit my 5 iron. The 3rd shot i make good contact and SNAP. I look up and all i got left is the shaft. I looked down to make sure i didnt make contact with the ground or anything. No contact with the ground... I couldn't believe it. Never found the end of it either. Sadly i knew i needed a new set but didn't know this early.

[Suge206]

whatever story you need to tell the wife to justify new clubs is fine by me.

[golf4fun12]

Originally Posted by Suge206

whatever story you need to tell the wife to justify new clubs is fine by me.

+1 to this.

show her the evidence. that can only help the cause for getting new irons.

[Clambake]

OK, we're here to help.    You've taken care of the first part which is to snap a club in two by just swinging it (wink wink nudge nudge).

The next step is to explain to your wife that metal fatigue happens in things that go through flexing.   You can illustrate your point by reminding her of that Aloha Airlines flight in 1988 where part of the skin ripped off in flight (and amazingly was able to land safely).    That will reinforce that this is a real world problem with potentially disastrous circumstances.    Then you need to get a copy of the CSI episode where the golfer dies when his club snaps and cuts his jugular.

Combining these all together, she'll be rushing you out to buy new clubs so fast you won't even be able to get your shoes on!

[WUTiger]

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... I couldn't believe it. Never found the end of it either. ...

Reminds me of an misadventure on a water-hole par 3 in the late 1970s. I hit a MacGregor MT 7i on an uphill hole, and the head snapped off on followthrough. It plunked down in the lake about 20 yards in front of the tee. I marked the line, and a playing partner off to the right also marked it. (We tried to use triangulation to find the sink spot).

A ball-dredging team was about 100 yards down to the left, and they came over to take a look. They looked around and drug their bare feet trying to find it. No such luck.

But... the ball flew up to the left of the green, and I salvaged a bogie.