[BerntR]

Quote from Yoda:

In fact, make this new alignment the subject of your next post. Revel in it. Shoot a still down-the-line photo and prove to us that you really want to change.

Photographic illustrations will follow. But this is the Revelation post you asked for Yoda.

As long as the player is able to keep the ball in play, I guess all flaws comes in pairs or threesomes or foursomes. Inbetween all the miserable ball striking with the right forearm on plane I read the entire book for the n-th time, looking for a complementary issue - something that I could change to make the TGM wedges work for me. Because it clearly didn't work when I tried to power the shot. But Homer doesn't make it easy. The puzzle pieces are spread throughout the book. And vital info is presented as digressions.

7-2-2: The right forearm on plane
6-B-3-1: Much of the same, plus: "Then, ideally, the Left Wrist is always Flat and the Right Wrist is always Level".

With my (until now) grip, I had to uncock the Right Wrist at fix to get the right forearm on plane. Not so strange then that I had the throw-away feeling before starting the back-stroke.

I didn't think of this as a grip issue, but treated it strictly as a forearm issue. But the grip is (as usual) very important. Where the V's are pointing aren't really that exact indicator of the grip. Neither is the location of pp # 3. But there aren't many ways to grip the club with the right forearm on plane and a level right wrist. I can only think of one.

Grip the club with a level right wrist. Then, rotate the grip until the forearm is on plane.

That was me, talking to myself.

Of course I had to try this on the range yesterday. It felt much more right than everything I've tried for the last weeks as soon as I addressed the ball. The first 15 balls or so were all good misses. Then I started to nail it. I could hear the ball turbulence - the swish - for the first 30-40 yards or so while stiking a 7 iron without going all in. Several times in a row. That was a "first" for me. I tried the old swing for comparison and the swish was gone. The trajectory was clearly more piercing with all clubs than I have ever produced on a driving range before. Many of the balls were so good I couldn't believe what I saw and what I felt. I was laughing.

After the first bucket I had fullfilled all my aspirations for the day and then some. Since I had bought two buckets I went through the bag from 60* to the 5 iron, shooting for the 70 yards flag. There's a lot of work to do before have this change properly integrated, but direction control was much better than I'm used to.

Finally I took out the driver and hit quite a few that were at least on par with my very best drives on my very best driving days.

I feel like a reborn golfer.

PS: Percy Boomer was a great read, Yoda. I particularly enjoyed the anecdotes and his investigations in H2 translate sound mechanics to feel. Is this one of Homer's hidden references?