I forget the correct verbage. how can i shallow mine out? is it as easy as dropping and gravity? i am 6'3" so height works against me here. trying to shallow out to bring ball flight down and control ball better. thx guys.
__________________
The golf swing is as pure a reflection of personality as any athletic action a person can perform, as unique as a snowflake, more telling than a signature. Bob Jones
wow , I guess 15 degrees in Marietta puts luke and yoda into hibernation.... LOL, guess you cant hit down as much
__________________
The golf swing is as pure a reflection of personality as any athletic action a person can perform, as unique as a snowflake, more telling than a signature. Bob Jones
wow , I guess 15 degrees in Marietta puts luke and yoda into hibernation.... LOL, guess you cant hit down as much
Hey VEg, dont worry about Yoda he's got his sunscreen on in Hawaii. As for Luke he's probably in a muscle shirt in his heated hittin shack at the swamp. Sort of like an ice fishing hut up here in Canada. He's got a snow mobile parked out front, a fire going and some hot coffee on the boil. No problemo.
If I understand your original question, to shallow out your "Angle of Attack," you could simply place the ball closer to low point. This is probably not the answer you are looking for, I know. Are you sure the high ball flight is due to a steep approach? Could be a release thing too. I dunno.
I gave three lessons on a day that didn't get above 34. One was a putting lesson that I couldn't do in my bay (no shelter from the wind).
The worst day was the day after the ice and snow. I spent three hours with a local golf pro. He was able to come because his course was closed. The wind chill was in the single digits, but it did get into the teens. The snow was a great reflector for the sun. The Casio got some great pictures, although we both became swingers (women) because of the cold.
Yoda sent me some pictures from Hawaii, and I told him it wasn't very kind of him.
I gave three lessons on a day that didn't get above 34. One was a putting lesson that I couldn't do in my bay (no shelter from the wind).
The worst day was the day after the ice and snow. I spent three hours with a local golf pro. He was able to come because his course was closed. The wind chill was in the single digits, but it did get into the teens. The snow was a great reflector for the sun. The Casio got some great pictures, although we both became swingers (women) because of the cold.
Yoda sent me some pictures from Hawaii, and I told him it wasn't very kind of him.
Ted,
I thought I told you, swingers are very intelligent creatures, we stay indoors and drink beer when it is like that.
I gave three lessons on a day that didn't get above 34. One was a putting lesson that I couldn't do in my bay (no shelter from the wind).
The worst day was the day after the ice and snow. I spent three hours with a local golf pro. He was able to come because his course was closed. The wind chill was in the single digits, but it did get into the teens. The snow was a great reflector for the sun. The Casio got some great pictures, although we both became swingers (women) because of the cold.
Yoda sent me some pictures from Hawaii, and I told him it wasn't very kind of him.
You sissy
We have a saying in Stavanger: There is no such thing as bad weather. Only bad clothes.
While I was a teenager, I carried the morning paper around, using a bicycle. Had to get up around 4.30 AM each morning. It was really a night job and there was time for a 2 hrs nap before the day started.
For a couple of years in a row, the temperature dropped to around minus 25 fahrenheit around christmas time. Man that was cold! The bicycle almost refused to move and I had so much clothes on me that I could hardly move myself. Never mention picking out a paper from the bag. But still I frose my ass off each nignt.
I realize that this sounds like a very particular Monthy Python gig, but this is just how it was and I don't miss it for sure. I hate the cold weather as much as the next guy.
But I enjoyed the pictures from Yoda. And your response spiced it up. Any sign of intelligence is a bless out in the frost desert
We have a saying in Stavanger: There is no such thing as bad weather. Only bad clothes.
While I was a teenager, I carried the morning paper around, using a bicycle. Had to get up around 4.30 AM each morning. It was really a night job and there was time for a 2 hrs nap before the day started.
For a couple of years in a row, the temperature dropped to around minus 25 fahrenheit around christmas time. Man that was cold! The bicycle almost refused to move and I had so much clothes on me that I could hardly move myself. Never mention picking out a paper from the bag. But still I frose my ass off each nignt.
I realize that this sounds like a very particular Monthy Python gig, but this is just how it was and I don't miss it for sure. I hate the cold weather as much as the next guy.
But I enjoyed the pictures from Yoda. And your response spiced it up. Any sign of intelligence is a bless out in the frost desert
You must have received the man of the year award for that. Wearing your kilt, the seat must have been unbearable. They wear those in Norway, right??
__________________
Yoda knows...and he taught me!
For those less fortunate, Swinging is an option.
Last edited by YodasLuke : 01-10-2010 at 09:26 PM.
I forget the correct verbage. how can i shallow mine out? is it as easy as dropping and gravity? i am 6'3" so height works against me here. trying to shallow out to bring ball flight down and control ball better. thx guys.
VEG,
Have you seen the Plane on video recently? Are you OTT?
i might be OTT, I'll take a look at the plane vid, guessing it is in the usual place?
but I think my main problem is going fwd too soon at the ball, always has been.
__________________
The golf swing is as pure a reflection of personality as any athletic action a person can perform, as unique as a snowflake, more telling than a signature. Bob Jones
They wear those in Norway, right??
Hybrid Mode
