Michael Lee

Oh do have a sense of humour. I was not in anyway whatsoever mocking the Bible.

The North Korean President, of the Democratic People's Republic of Korea, Kim Jong-un should be invited to play in the 2016 Masters. Oh, come on people, his father, the great Kim Il-sung, managed to shoot a miraculous score of eighteen! It's written in the book of Revelations people!!!

Well said!

We all make mistakes. It's forgivable if learnt from.

Golfing in the moonlight. If Hugh Hefner were to read this thread, he'd just buy us a golf course for us to do just this sort of thing.

Everyone knows strip poker is lots of fun, providing there are plenty of people of the opposite sex who are willing to play it. How can golf be any different? But what would the rules be? Two couples comprise a well balanced mixture of play. Before each tee shot, each player wagers an item of golf attire. The hole is played, and the couple with the worse score must remove that particular item of clothing. I wonder if they will ever let us play that game at Augusta National Golf Course? Do you think they will ever add the rules in the golf manual?

Thanksgiving is the harvest festival. It means to be very grateful to God for what we have to eat. For without the blessings of food, we could not golf.

I meant this thread to be taken with a sense of humour and I take it some people did not find this funny. I apologize.

What? Neither Ian nor Sergio are gay? Such a shame, they are both so incredibly handsome!

I saw a photograph of Ian Poulter kissing Sergio Garcia after team Europe beat the Americans in the 2014 Ryder Cup. I'm not saying either Poulter or Garcia is gay, but a picture does say a thousand words. It's certainly, um, "progressive" for men's professional golf. Hey, it's happening in professional football and basketball, why would golf be any different? The question is who shall be that individual. I think it's going to be....

It still works! I just played today and shot a wonderful 85. My putting is ridiculous and everybody still laughs, but I did not slice today and except for the odd "slight cut" shot, they were either straight or had a nice draw on them. Before, I was hanging back on my behind foot throughout the swing and as a result, my forward foot always spun around and pointed to the hole; that's just plain wrong and leads to chunky shots. Upon transferring most of my weight onto my forward foot before impact, my forward foot remained perpendicular to the target and my hind foot easily turned up naturally. I can't send you any money mvmac for your advice as I recently had to pay for a window I broke because I sliced a ball and they have the audacity to make me pay for it, but I consider you to be an Einstein of golf theory - again thanks for your help!

I just got back from the practice range. You're right! It actually works! I started with my weight just slightly on the behind foot and during the downswing, gently (i.e. not a bump) transfer my weight onto the forward foot and my shots were almost making it into orbit (okay, I'm exaggerating, but thanks for the great tip) .

I've tried keeping my weight on the forward foot during the entire swing and without any success; perhaps there is such a thing as too much weight on it and I should try to feel for eighty percent. Thanks for the advice though, I'll give it a try.

Keeping my weight slightly on my right foot and let the swing transfer my weight automatically, I shortened my backswing considerably and for the downswing I thought about trying to swing the club hard out to the right, to keep from coming over the top. It feels as if I'm going to completely miss the ball, instead, it strikes it solidly with a slight draw.

I got into a heated argument with a "friend" who claimed I must take a stroke because on a particular shot I had in the trees, I hit the stupid tree and, knowing full well it's hopeless at that point, "aborted" the shot by stopping the club about half way down. I told him he has the intellect of an artichoke and that he is wrong. Who is really right?

I think I've solved the problem of my swing? I know, always be skeptical of this claim. I've never been able to understand having a smooth transition at the top, but I think I might have some insight. I have been jerking the club downwards prematurely during my backswing; it just doesn't work if I do that. Instead, think of an amusement park ride called "the Fireball" or "Super Loops". Please see the following link on YouTube. Notice how when the vehicle moves up the tracks, it smoothly stops and goes down slowly at first and accelerates uniformly. I was thinking of this today and hit the ball wonderfully. I shot a 91 with three three putts and one five putt. Look out PGA tour, here I come (lol).

It just occurred to me.....professional golfers must hit between spectators all the time! Here I am worrying about a stupid window, and pros must deal with the consequence of an errant golf ball seriously injuring a spectator. I don't know how they do it. Thank God I'm pathetic at golf and will not need to worry about such a fate.

I must further confess I put down an eight on number five despite the fact I didn't hole out (I used equitable stroke limit). After I heard the smash, I wasn't about to hit a provisional. I wonder what the rule book would have to say about that? Perhaps we need a rule that should a player hit an errant shot into an expensive window, the player has two options, be honest and inform the owner of the property that one has damaged it and is more than happy to pay for it, or, run away like a coward and hope the owners don't see you.

If they can afford to live in a house that luxurious, then they ought to be able to afford insurance for such damages - I can't although I will pay the deductible. That would be the fair thing to do, but they would insist I pay for the entire cost of replacing the window. I know I'll eventually confess and tell them I broke their window. At least my dad has money - God bless him.

Today I played well, relative to my handicap of 21, I shot 92 (with five three putts). I'd love to be happy, but I sliced badly on hole number five (on which course specifically is irrelevant) and I heard a smashing unlike anything I've ever heard before. It was a large expensive window on at least a five million dollar home. The people who live in such houses, so they say, cannot obtain insurance against golf ball damages because such a thing it too expensive. I did not know what to do. Leave a message saying sorry about the window, but that will teach ya to build on a golf course idiot? So I just ran away like a ten year old playing knock a door ginger. What should I do? Confess to a wealthy man that I'm poor and can't afford to pay for the damages? Inform him he can't sue poor people? Please help, my conscience is killing me.

I tried sliding my hips towards the target on the downswing - doesn't help at all. I photographed my swing and clearly my club is very steep and vertical at the top. Does this help clarify what's wrong?

I'm off to the range right now to try shifting my weight to the right; now that I think about it, I am hanging back. But when does this weight transfer happen and how? Is it done at the top of the swing or during the downswing? In another thread, there is a movement (i.e. a slide), of the hips towards the target like Nick Faldo does in his swing photographs. See, http://thesandtrap.com/t/29616/the-biggest-secret-slide-your-hips I can hardly wait to see the results of these ideas, I'll keep you posted how I do :)

I'm in a real golf rutt. All my shots are chunky and the divots all point to the left for a righty golfer. Is their a simple solution for this? Please share.

It's just no use! It's just no use! No matter what swing thought I implant into my mind, I couldn't hit the ball straight today. It's a fine line between laughter and tears.

Depends, had your friend been seriously hurt, breaking out in laughter would be very inappropriate; instead a more Stoical approach (grace under pressure) is needed. I carry my cellphone in my golf bag for golf course emergencies. After a trip to a hospital and suppose he's okay, laughter about the incident should be archived into the club's history. For example, when I was only ten, I managed to get my hand stuck in a cigarette vending machine at my club. At the time (Circa. 1976), some young "friend" told me to put my hand into the machine's dispenser, and push a button; a free pack of cigarettes would be mine and at the time I did not smoke. I found this button and pushed it and the electro-mechanical machine made a loud noise and clamped down on my fingers. The general manager was called, and he started to completely go unglued; he called the fire department and when they arrived, a firefighter turned my hand to the left and gently pulled my wrist. Suddenly, my hand popped out completely intact. God bless those guys.