The Open Championship started today so I have golf on the brain. I got to watch it for about two minutes before leaving the house on another journey to the debts of Cobb County. This song is a funny song about having the golf bug so bad that work has become irrelevant. Something I’ll admit to being guilty off at one time (and hopefully another one day) in my life. Thanks for listening!
I know, yet another golf song. My lack of playing must be bringing it out of me. Or maybe the awesome PGA action today with Rickie Fowler and Ricky Barnes.
Every golfer has certain swing thoughts that one says to oneself upon addressing the ball. It’s usually something random that some coach, magazine, friend, TV commentator has said to do. And that’s not necessarily bad. In the long run it probably helps because it gives you a routine and focus. When I play, which is seldom these days, my only swing thought is to hit the ball in the center of the clubface. If you do that it doesn’t matter what’s happening in your swing. Put the Golf Digest down and try that one on for size.
I’m playing in a golf tournament starting today in Clayton, Georgia, so I figured it was time to do another golf song. “Texas Wedge” has been brewing for a while. When I play in the dogfight at Quaker Meadows Golf Course, I always witness lots of Texas Wedging both by my teammates and myself. It’s the kind of course where you can do that which is always an adjustment for me since I predominately play “mountain golf”.
For non-golfers, ‘Texas Wedge’ is what you call your putter when you putt from off the green instead of chipping it. I’ve known some masters of the Texas Wedge (and still do). Some folks can putt from thirty yards away and have a good chance of making it. Thanks for listening!