Keith was a wonderful student. He is also very modest. He did everything I asked him to do, in spite of the fact that 'instant results' did not make their appearance. We started our first half-day with his Feet and ended it with the Pressure Points in his Right Hand. And his reward was commensurate with his effort: Those end-of-the-session drives into the fading sunlight were something to behold. I mean it. I even told him, "This is the part where Harvey Penick would say, 'I hope that made you as happy as it did me!'"
Back to his modesty...
We were about 45 minutes into our Sand Play lesson, and he had learned the basics of the shot. We had practiced short shots and long shots; soft shots and running shots; over bunkers with low lips and medium lips. Now comes the true test: An extremely deep bunker with the Ball at the bottom and a craggy, six-foot lip only five or six feet away. The Flag was cut just 10-12 feet from the front edge of the green. Keith took the Stance as learned; set his Clubface; used his 'V'-shaped Stroke with an abrupt Right Forearm Pick-up; delivered the Bounce of the Clubhead authoritatively into the Sand behind the Ball....
And holed it!
It was the last shot of the day, and what a memorable one it was!
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