But I knew it wasn’t. After practicing, I did notice that my
fingers and left forearm were sore. That could only mean one thing: my grip was
too tight. I had been so focused on trying to keep my left arm straight and my
wrist hinged that I didn’t realize my fingers were squeezed around the club
like a boa constrictor.
One of the first rules of golf is to keep a loose grip on the
club, like you’re holding a live bird – tight enough so it doesn’t fly away but
loose enough so you don’t squeeze it to death. I’ve never held a live bird, so
I really have no idea what that’s supposed to feel like, but I’m pretty sure if
I gripped a bird the way I gripped my golf clubs at the range, I’d have gotten
bird guts all over my shoes.
Gross? Perhaps. But I think that’s a decent image to keep me
from gripping my clubs too tight. That, and the lyrics of a certain classic
rock band who once sang, “Hold on loosely… but don’t let go… If you cling too
tightly…you’re gonna lose control…”
So true, Mr. Van Zant, so true…
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