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160 is about average. Swing speed of ~110 with the driver.

That can be a big one--with a lower clubhead speed, it's harder to get the ball up in the air, especially with the less-lofted irons and driver.

14 for 9 holes, 33 or 34 for 18.

I chose heroin. As long as she's been off it for a long, long time. Any of the other options implies that she's slept with a LOT of people in the past and there's no way to imply that her habits have changed. If so then she's liable to go sleeping around with other people even if I'm in a relationship with them.

Depends on how well my driver's behaving. If it's gone berserk I'm going to hit 3 wood off every tee. Same with the 3 wood - if it's misbehaving as well, I'll step down to a 2 iron. And if I can't hit the 2 iron, I've got problems... On a good day, 5-7 times a round. Usually when going for par fives in two. (I leave tight holes to my 2 iron, because the 3 wood has a tendency to cut when I least need it).

I could do it with the smaller, older drivers. But not with the compact cars we call drivers these days. I just added two inches to my 3 wood and it gave me the extra 20 yards when I need it, is all.

3 wood, although that's because I'm incapable of hitting any hybrids whatsoever.

Probably partial in my answer here, but the 906F2 is second to none. The Burner 3 wood was too big for me to hit off the deck and the Nike (all Nikes, for me, for some reason) was about 30 yards shorter than a normal 3 wood. It's not the most forgiving club out there, but I'd sooner give up my little toe than my 3 wood.

Might I suggest, instead of spending time on a golf forum filling up a spam thread, playing golf?

I believe... we should get everybody's butt in a cart. As in, one cart for each and every golfer. That way, four decent players could go around in three hours or less, easily, instead of having to drive in circles looking for each other's balls. Just drive straight to your ball. I believe... slow play will kill the game of golf. I believe... there's too many draw bias clubs out there. My miss is already a duck-hook. Why make it worse? Instead of catering to the hackers who slice, get them a lesson instead. I believe... hybrids are the most confusing invention since the multicolored sweater.

I'm also looking for your AIM now... Same ball? At least you only used one ball. I'll sit back and fire away rather than go fish.

I ditto that.

142? Do tell. I haven't shot that bad in a while. It's always either Pinseeker or Dent who has the last post in this thread.

Five-putt in a tournament? Please do tell how that happened, because that makes two of us.

I didn't have a chance to see the playoff, but to have a tour pro three putt from fifteen feet like that is just...bad. I knew she'd thrown it away as soon as she laid up like that. Did you even look at the size of the green? Even I could have made it from 180 nine out of ten times. (Admittedly putting is another matter, but hitting that green was chump change. I thought these people were pros?) If she was 220 or more out, I could have understood her laying up. But she was well within range of making that green in two, making eagle, and being the hero of the day. And even if she dunked it in the water, don't count out an up and down for par, which would have left her right where she is now, anyway.

Fox Run regularly ranks pretty high on the list of public courses. Valhalla is probably better, but a private course is automatically disqualified in my book (except Augusta).

That just figures. I saw Paula throw away the tournament when she laid up from a measly 180 yards and then pulling her wedge, forcing a playoff. She should have gone for it, made eagle, and buried Annika when she had the chance. Didn't do it. About Ochoa: Weren't we saying Lorena O-choke-a just a year ago? She's good but she isn't blowing out the field by 20 shots.

I just use regular wooden 2.75 inch tees. $4 for 200 of them can't be beat. I had a bag of Zero Friction's. They never broke, but they'd fly up in the air to God knows where and I eventually lost them all. I tee the 2.75's up as high as they will go without the ball tipping over when I drive the ball.

I was up at Golf Galaxy today trying out some 2 irons. I tried out the Ping Eye2, a Tommy Armour 2 iron (955, I think?), and then another Ping 2 iron, which looked like half a hybrid (I can't put a name on it). I settled on the Eye2--consistently 225 yards down the left-center of the fairway (on the simulator, which is actually calibrated for a 6 iron--the machine under-reports longer clubs, and over-reports shorter ones). Next question? (The same applies for my 3 iron, which is why neither are leaving my bag).

"More Than a Feeling" by Boston immediately comes to mind. As well as anything by Skynard and CCR.

Is he still waiting for golf? Surely the mud is gone by now?

So, I'm playing nine holes today with my father, and we get onto the fifth hole, a par 3 of ~170 yards over a lake and up a hill. There's cabbage on the right, and a sand trap short-left. He's not necessarily a fast player, but we're making good time and I'm playing decently well. It's a beautiful day--about 80 degrees with a nice breeze blowing. Well, until we get to this hole and find eight people in a huge group ahead--well, they were two groups of four, but they were all buddies. By the time we get there, the four guys in the first group are on the green. Predictably, each one of them thinks they're at Augusta. They're plumb-bobbing (incorrectly), they're checking the lines, squatting to see the break...and then blowing the putt completely. I have a hunch that it's going to be a long day, but never did I think the dumbassitery would reach a level I'd never yet seen on a golf course (and I've played on some real goat tracks). They've got about four sets of clubs between the eight of them, and five carts. Without warning, a guy from the second group tees off while the first group is still on the green, landing his ball within inches of a guy on the green. "Hey!" is responded with "He told me to hit!". He immediately hares off in his cart up to the green as the first group is leaving and begins putting. As he does though, another guy tees off and sends a dribbler down the cart path, chasing the cart until it eventually bounces off to the right. The third guy dunks one in the lake after topping what appeared to be a wedge (wedge from 170? Right...) First guy gets up by the green while the second guy has reached his ball...takes a mighty swipe and sends the ball 90 degrees to the right into the cabbage. Meanwhile, the first guy, who I'm horrified to learn he parked his cart on the ladies tee has now parked his cart on the fringe . He then tries to putt with his wedge while on the green, bringing up a divot in the process. I had it--I called the clubhouse and got the ranger out there. And the hell if I know whatever happened to the other two guys, because I'm now focused on the first group, at least one of which is hitting a yellow range ball, and three of which have come up short of the ladies tee on their drives. We play the hole pretty quickly, and as we come to the sixth tee (the 8 guys are now down the hole, four of them have reached the fairway, the other four are camping out by the portajohn about 100 yards from the tee) the ranger shows up and gives them the lecture about golf etiquette and allowing faster people through. 15 minutes later, my father and I both are finally ready to hit our approach shots to this par 5 (our third, in both cases--as usual he was in the fairway and I off God knows where in the rough, and I had to punch out sideways). Again, there's one guy who appears out of nowhere and takes five minutes to make three putts. We had it--as soon as it appeared the guy was about to get in his cart, I fired away. Predictably I hit the ball within inches of him ("Fore!") and actually the ball off his cart. As he drives away, my father also nearly takes out the poor guy. At least in both cases we yelled "Fore!", a favor that was not returned when we played through the second group (the one in the rear). We both tee off on the seventh (I pull-hook into the trees, he's in the fairway again...) and get on down the hole, and the gys behind immediately begin teeing off. None of their balls ever got close, but we were certainly in range as they were swinging away. I still can't figure out how two of the guys somehow ended up 40 yards from the tee, but 60 off to the right, now facing a shot across two ponds (they each dunked a ball into the water). A third ball comes within 20 feet of us, and with the first four guys still on the green, I can't figure out how we got in the middle of the pack of rumdums. One of the guys (the guy we almost took out twice) comes up to us and says "They haven't learned how to say 'Fore' yet". Geez. After another five minutes of waiting, the first group let us play through, on the eighth tee. That wasn't the last of them--as we hit our second shots on the 9th (which for 200 yards parallels the 8th before dog legging left) one of the guys comes over into our fairway looking for his ball with a beer in his hand but no club. When he did find his ball, he called for his buddy to come over with the cart so he could get a club. I just had to crack up. But seriously, I'm thinking a basic test of golf etiquette is sounding like a better and better idea. And I still somehow managed a 44 for 9 holes today. Heh...long rant.

Yeah, it was just nine holes. I'd give up my little toe to the vultures if I could get 18 holes in three and a half hours.

Agreed. A draw bias only closes off the clubface. If you're coming across the ball (outside in) then a draw club is just going to cause you to hit pulls.

There's days where I feel like I have your handicap. And the scorecard says I really do.