Golf Directions

Thinking about my golfing experience, I started learning golf by swinging in the air. By swinging in the air I meant I intended to hit the ball, but I had used too much body-raise to help lifting the ball, thus early body raise had caused me to swing the empty air above and missed the ball often.

I learned to hit the ball at last, but I also learned to slice it. There was a time where I could swing nothing but slicing. I sliced it so horribly that the ball flight really looked like banana shape. I tried to help cure the slicing by pulling the swing path to the left. By doing so I created an over the top and pulling swing. The more I pulled, the more I sliced. Eventually, I could turn and face left to the target, sliced a shot and the ball might have reached the target that was on my right. I was thinking it would be really something if I could hit a boomerang shot where the ball would return to the starting point where I teed off. If you know golf well enough, you will understand that this is a sport where the ball often does not go the way you want.

After months of trials and errors, I stopped slicing. Guess what? I started hooking. I hooked so badly that it might be as severe as my banana shots, only in the opposite direction. Well, if slicing was created by two components, then hooking is created by one component where I had backswing that encouraged an over the top downswing. Yet I thought if I could hook, it might still be better than slice. Unfortunately left side of the fairway is just as bad as right side of the fairway. If it is not woods then it is mostly bushes. I kept loosing ball after balls.

Months passed, sun rises and sets, flowers boomed and died. People I know gave birth to baby and babies.... I cured my ball topping, slicing and hooking, I thought I was a happy golfer then. Just as erratic as golf goes, I hit more fat shots than ever now. I started digging ground. I dig and dig and I think I could create a bunker out on the tee box soon, if not then have successfully digged out some potatos...

Guess that after I have swung to the top, swung to the right, swung to the left, now swinging to the bottom, if there is a day, before I break all my golf clubs, what left for me is the reverse front to back shot. If I have then succeded that, I would be allowed to hit some balls that go out straight.

Golf is really a wonderful thing, it let all my other troubles seem so far away.