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The range I usually go to has about a 40 ft fence 270ish away, but behind it is trees so it's safe to go over. My ball flight is far too low to carry it anyway, I've hit it on the fly a couple times, but never flown over it.

I was caddying for my buddy in his junior club tournament and I accidentally stepped on his ball while we were rummaging around looking for it. Thankfully he had already lost the match so it wasn't that big of a deal. Anyway, just ask them politely if they could try not to walk in your line. Don't be a dbag about it, but let them know that it can make a difference.

Yes, in theory a the warmer the golf ball, the farther it will travel, but it won't make a 20 or 30 yard difference. Most of that extra yardage was you being confident, the warmth made maybe a 5 yard difference.

Try hitting the ball on a shallower angle and taking only a thin divot. The more you hit down on the ball, the higher the ball will go. If you sweep a 5-iron off the ground and try and keep your hands below your belt, the ball won't go very high.

I play it just barely in front of middle.

I've never been a big fan of belt buckles. Other than the standard brown and black belts, all my other belts are multi-colored ribbon belts like the first 6 you see here: http://www.ralphlauren.com/family/in...cs2_belts&pg;=1

If the driver is just spraying every which way I would say that the shaft could definitely be the culprit. Try out some drivers with stiff shafts, different kick points, and different weights and see which one you like the best.

I know what you mean. I get put with groups of three a lot and they're usually good guys, but they do seem reluctant to play with a 17 year old when I meet them on the tee box. I always make sure I rip my first drive extra far to let 'em know what's up. The course isn't that great so a lot of not so great golfers go there and more often than not I get asked how long I drive the ball. That's always a nice self-esteem boost.

Ideally, you want your clubface to be parallel to your left forearm.

This was happening to me on the range this morning, and the problem was dumb. I wasn't getting my hips through the ball. For some reason I thought I could just kind of rotate them a little bit and expect to hit a good shot. I started concentrating on fully clearing my hips and every wedge shot was a good one. Try this out and see if it was the problem.

Depends on the scenario. If I pull driver it's an easy birdie hole, but then I'm flirting with getting wet. If I absolutely needed a birdie I would aim driver at the tree left of the bunker and cut it past said bunker. Which would either leave me with a little 30 or so yard shot or a drop. If I didn't need a bird, I would draw a three wood to take the water and all the bunkers out of play. From there I would have a nice 60 or so yard shot. If I'm protecting a lead, I would hit 6-iron short of the bunkers which would leave me a soft pitching wedge into the green.

I appreciate the (serious) responses. Unfortunately, as a 17 year old, I probably won't be having too much beer, but rest assured, I will enjoy myself. Perhaps asking how to go low wasn't the proper phrasing rather than asking how to score as well as possible all things considered. Right now I'm thinking of it as a normal round (a lot less serious though) except with three chances to see the line of my putt. My only goal is to win the long drive.

I'm playing in an outing tomorrow morning, a 4 man scramble with 3 people who don't play golf. They have played a few times so they can elevate the ball and hit it well rarely, but all-in-all, they're unreliable. I know we'll shoot well over par, I really couldn't care less though. I'm playing with my brothers and good friend so I'm just looking forward to the obscene amounts of fun we'll have, but I would like to enjoy it to its fullest as far as golf is concerned so my question is this: What is the best strategy to shoot low with a foursome such as this?

Hearing something rarely bothers me. I can usually tune out noises on my shots, but every so often I'll hear something or see something on my downswing that just screws me over. I know exactly what you're talking about with the general feeling of discomfort over a shot. I have a habit of not resetting myself when I get it, especially when I'm playing with my friends because they get on me about taking a long time to hit the ball in the first place, and the last thing I want to do is step back and restart my whole routine and piss them off.

I only live in Clinton Twp. I go to Liggett in Grosse Pointe.

A year or two ago some lawsuit resulted in a bunch of changes in sport seasons and golf was one of the changed (fall to spring). I think it's stupid, especially for Michigan, because we all practice all summer to fine-tune our games, and then have to wait an entire winter for the rounds that really matter to start. Anyway the next several years are rebuilding years for our golf program. Last year there was only one returning player of the four top players whose highest handicap was a 4, and luckily he's back for a final season. After our number one, a 3 handicap, I play number two, then numbers three and four are both 15. It's still a lot of fun though; we play plenty of teams that are worse than we are.

I've been playing since I was 5 (17 now), but I don't know how much longer I can stick with it. I got in a pretty serious car accident last summer and now I'm not nearly as good as I was. I helped coach the girl's team at my school last year, and halfway through their season thought my legs were strong enough to play for the Varsity team. I had played the year before so the coach let me back on the team. It didn't turn out so well, and I saw maybe 4 minutes of ice per game. I think it would be a shame not to play for one last year though.

A few of my friend belong to the Country Club of Detroit (you probably know it) and they have a guest rate of $105. Like mruseless said, I'm sure Oakland Hills has something similar.

My teammate with whom I played every match of last golf season would without fail lie about at least two hole scores per match. I once saw him turn a 9 into a 6 without the other team noticing. He even tried to lie about my scores several times.

It was probably today. I haven't been playing much golf lately (1 actual round in the last month and 2 trips to a par-3 course) but for some reason decided to play the 7,334 yard tips. Bad choice. I shot a 55 on the front which is my worst 9 hole score in a long long time. The back was when it got weird though. I made a double bogey with a drop on the first hole, which was what I expected. Then I proceeded to par the next 2 holes scrambling each time. I then birdied the short par 4 13th thanks to an easy 15 yard up and down. Another green miss, contributed to the 3-wood I sprayed into the heather and the impossible chip that followed, on the easy par 5 14th led to a near chip-in birdie. I was a little upset I missed what I thought was an easy birdie, and was determined to make up for it on the second par 5 in a row. I smoked my drive down the pipe, and had a 2-hybrid into the green. I wanted a birdie so I went flag hunting on a tricky pin position. My shot landed about 6 feet short and kicked to about pin high just off the green, but with none of it to work with. My only choice was a nice high pitch shot. I stepped up and slide my 56 right under the ball and watched that gorgeous sphere sail right into the bottom of the cup. Slam dunk eagle and -1 through 6 on the back. After 2 pars on 16 and 17 the adrenaline really started going. I had never finished 9 holes under par before and seeing as the 18th was only about 360 yards I knew this was going to be it. It was a dogleg right over water with about a 225 yard carry over the longest part. The way I had been ripping the big dog it was a no-brainer what to do. I let the thing eat and watched my ball take off in the right direction. Unfortunately that's the only thing that was good about it. It fell about a yard short and fell right in the water. Big time blow-up. On my re-tee I did what I should have done and pulled the 3-wood. I aimed for a spot where I was sure I would carry it. Nuh-uh. A push slice landed me right in the middle of the lake. I just dropped another ball and ripped it over the fairway into the heather, hacked it out, chipped on, and two-putted. 9. +4 40. Damn me. I tried not to be too upset though, after all 11-17 was probably the best 7 hole stretch of my life.

When I was 3 or 4 my family took a trip to a putt-putt course and I took a full swing while my brother was standing directly behind me and gave him a black eye. Definitely rowdier than an impaled leg

I was excited. I was excited when all I was looking forward to during my week long vacation to Northern Michigan was going to watch the final round of a major championship. I was excited when my friends and I parked in someone's backyard for $10 and then made the 5 minute stroll to the Red Maple entrance of Oakland Hills. I was especially excited when I looked at the scoreboard to see that Sergio Garcia, my favorite player, had shot -1 on his first 18 holes of the day and had gone birdie, eagle on the only two holes of his that I missed. What didn't excite me though was watching him hit his approach in the water on 16, or watching him lip out his 3-foot birdie try on 17, or hit his drive in a terrible spot on 18. I can't say it shocked me though. My friend was telling me all day that Sergio had plenty of time to choke like always, but I refused to believe him and was sure of my assumption through 15 holes. I thought I had the best luck in the world. The first golf tournament I ever attended would be a momentous one: Sergio Garcia's first major. Nope. I can't say it wasn't still an absolutely amazing experience, and I would've been more upset had someone other than Padraig one; it's hard not to like that guy.

You said it yourself. Personally, that's why I find the picture entertaining, it's ironic. Like I said, Greg Norman is a legend; failure is not something with which he is often associated, and like Jay_B said, his hand is off the club like he had just hit a bad shot which just adds to the irony. I never said I laughed so hard milk shot out of my nose. The picture is amusing at best. And for the record, you're right, most of what I have been saying has been a joke. The only thing I've been mostly serious about was the "get a life" statement, but I still found space to toss a joke in with the awe, at least you proved to me you actually do have a sense of humor by finding it funny. I'm done with this as well. Good day, sir.

Don't hate on it. Sometimes I go to a dome near my house (fabulous acoustics) and just hit balls as hard as I can with mine to piss everyone off. I like Nike clubs; I've trusted them ever since the first club of mine that wasn't a hand-me-down was an Ignite driver, and I especially like the forged TW wedge. I can spin it like it's my job with that thing.

A draw wood has its weight concentrated more in the heel of the club so the club face closes faster through impact. I use an R7 draw 3-wood, and really the only thing I've noticed differently is it's easier to draw the ball when I'm trying, it doesn't necessarily make it impossible to slice the ball. I know because I've hit my fair share of banana balls with it.