• Golf's 'hidden' gems: putter shafts are the little engines that could change your game

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 #113656  by victorfrankl
 Mon Apr 16, 2018 8:34 am
Putter shafts are the engines that could change your gameHAROLD Hilton, winner of four British Amateurs and 2 British Opens, knew the worth of a good golf shaft. He called them, "a pearlbeyond price." Most enthusiastic golfers would agree--to a point. How many could Note a single specification (with the possible exception ofspan) of the putter's shaft--the club that they use most often during the round? Fess up: Anything that is in there is OK by you, right? Don't Feel bad. Many tour experts are the same.
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Or as Chance Cozby, '' PGATour rep for Ping, said: "They do not really give it much thought until you put something different in. They then noticeimmediately." But what's to note? For starters, flex. There's flex at a putter shaft. In accordance with Cozby, Ping's putters come with arotating shaft with a step positioned either eight or six inches in the hosel. The closer the step is to the hosel, the more heavythe bend. The majority of experts, he said, prefer the more rigid feel. John Daly is an exclusion. One of the very few tour players to Use a graphite shaft in his putter, Daly prefers the feedback itgives. However, so as to attain that texture, an extra 40 grams of weight is inserted into the clubhead to counterbalance that thelightness of this shaft. Although feel is a major factor, it's highly subjective. Shaft-maker UST is attempting to draw some science into the equationusing its Frequency Filtered putter shaft--a mixture of graphite and steel made together by a filter built to distill unwantedvibration while allowing "good" vibrations through, thereby increasing feel. Does it work? Headweight also plays an important role.
The shaft in an older Bulls Eye Will have more "drama" than just one in a mallet. Andthat shaft on your older Ping Anser will not operate too in today's similar blade fashions because the headweight is 30 to 40grams heavier, requiring a milder shaft. And what about the bottoms in these long putters? "Those Might be a little easier to fit," explained Mike Eggeling, tour adviserfor Never Compromise. "Because of the length, you are restricted in what you can do with them." Hilton could be a bit peeved at that.

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GWCleveland 588 DSGWith its flexible "Dynamic Sole Grind," the 588 DSG retains the classic 588 shape whilst including a milled face and milledgrooves (a first for a 588 wedge) made for more spin. The wedges (SRP: $110 per, steel) are utilized by Bob Estes and other peopleon the PGA Tour and are offered in four lofts. 139 the amount of players at the LPGA's Franklin American Mortgage Championship whoused a rangefinder during practice rounds, according to the Darrell Survey. Bushnell's PinSeeker 1500 was the most popular model. Winners' BagsTim Herron Ball: Titleist Pro V1x. Driver: TaylorMade r7 425, 9.5 levels. 3-wood: TaylorMade r7, 15 levels.
Hybrid club:TaylorMade Rescue Mid, 16 levels. Wedges: Titleist Vokey (54 degrees); Cleveland 900 Gunmetal (60 degrees). Putter: Scotty Cameronby Titleist prototype. Lorena Ochoa Ball: Callaway HX Tour 56. Driver: Ping G5, 7.5 degrees. 3-wood: Cleveland Launcher, 13levels. 5-wood: Ping G5, 18 levels. Hybrid club : Sonartec MD, 21 degrees. Pills (4-PW): Ping i5. Putter: Odyssey Tri-Hot 2. THE BAG ROOMGear spade from the excursionsTim Petrovic sought some Asian influence from his 3-wood Last week, using a 14.5-degree Srixon Z Steel 3-wood, a version currentlyOnly accessible in Asia. The club boasts a maraging steel face and semi-deep Head design. ... As usual, a Lot of players sought toimprove their putting by Trying a new pole. Johnson with a Guerin Rife Two-Bar Blade version. (Johnson also put in a set of TrueTemper Black Gold iron shafts last Tuesday.) Most peculiar was Bernhard Langer, opting for a Kramski Long putter--a face-balancedmallet-style.

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Most Surprising was Nathan Green, who, later having an Odyssey putter for its last Several decades, gave aTaylorMade Rossa Daytona 102 model a attempt at Colonial. ... New flat sticks were in fashion on the LPGA in which 21 players hadnew putters Last week, such as Juli Inkster with a Never Compromise Milled Series version. Inside their own irons to RoyalPrecision's Flighted Project X model a week at The iron shaft is designed to launch the ball Higher than the initial Project X.
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 #113659  by joecaca
 Mon Apr 16, 2018 8:48 am
I sexually Identify as an Attack Helicopter. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of soaring over the oilfields dropping hot sticky loads on disgusting foreigners. People say to me that a person being a helicopter is Impossible and I’m fucking retarded but I don’t care, I’m beautiful. I’m having a plastic surgeon install rotary blades, 30 mm cannons and AMG-114 Hellfire missiles on my body. From now on I want you guys to call me “Apache” and respect my right to kill from above and kill needlessly. If you can’t accept me you’re a heliphobe and need to check your vehicle privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.
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 #113667  by Tim_Kerr
 Mon Apr 16, 2018 11:43 am
Back in the day, you walked up hill both ways, and no one bitched and moaned about "privilege." And if you wanted a dildo, you didn't just go down to The Pleasure Hut or whatever. Sex stores off the highway? Are you MAD!?!?!! Back in the day, you had to go into the forest, and find a big ol' hunk of wood. And you took that hunk of wood back to your house, and you hid that hunk of wood from your parents. And when your dad was at work, and your mom was at book club, you snuck into your dad's woodshop and you carved that piece of wood. you started with the table saw, and rounded off the edges with the belt sander. If needed, you would have to bust out the dremel. And you carved that dildo. And it took time. You damn kids, you don't know anything about blood sweat and tears. And once you carved that wooden penis, you needed to make sure to SAND THE SHIT OUT OF IT. No one wants a splinter in their woo-ha. Have you ever sat there, for 10 hours, sanding a wooden dildo, in your dads woodshop, that you weren't supposed to be in, while your dad was at work, and your mom at book club? I DON'T THINK SO. And then after you sanded that wooden penis into a smooth, useable object, you had to lacquer it, and possibly apply a coat of varnish safe for insertion. Nowadays you damn kids and your purple dildos. You just go to Bob's Crank Shaft and walk out with 14 purple dildos. And you're talking about the privilege and the boppity and the bloopity and the beep and the boop. When I met my wife, I didn't just go down to Tom's Rubber Tackle Shack and walk out with one of them magic vibrato things. No sir! I cut that out and sanded it down, in my woodshop. Damn kids.
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 #113669  by doonrothmani
 Mon Apr 16, 2018 12:13 pm
Tim_Kerr wrote:
Mon Apr 16, 2018 11:43 am
Back in the day, you walked up hill both ways, and no one bitched and moaned about "privilege." And if you wanted a dildo, you didn't just go down to The Pleasure Hut or whatever. Sex stores off the highway? Are you MAD!?!?!! Back in the day, you had to go into the forest, and find a big ol' hunk of wood. And you took that hunk of wood back to your house, and you hid that hunk of wood from your parents. And when your dad was at work, and your mom was at book club, you snuck into your dad's woodshop and you carved that piece of wood. you started with the table saw, and rounded off the edges with the belt sander. If needed, you would have to bust out the dremel. And you carved that dildo. And it took time. You damn kids, you don't know anything about blood sweat and tears. And once you carved that wooden penis, you needed to make sure to SAND THE SHIT OUT OF IT. No one wants a splinter in their woo-ha. Have you ever sat there, for 10 hours, sanding a wooden dildo, in your dads woodshop, that you weren't supposed to be in, while your dad was at work, and your mom at book club? I DON'T THINK SO. And then after you sanded that wooden penis into a smooth, useable object, you had to lacquer it, and possibly apply a coat of varnish safe for insertion. Nowadays you damn kids and your purple dildos. You just go to Bob's Crank Shaft and walk out with 14 purple dildos. And you're talking about the privilege and the boppity and the bloopity and the beep and the boop. When I met my wife, I didn't just go down to Tom's Rubber Tackle Shack and walk out with one of them magic vibrato things. No sir! I cut that out and sanded it down, in my woodshop. Damn kids.
is this like chapter 2 page 7 of your memoirs? Because I know you are not making this story up.
 #113672  by Kumacho
 Mon Apr 16, 2018 12:36 pm
doonrothmani wrote:
Mon Apr 16, 2018 12:13 pm
Tim_Kerr wrote:
Mon Apr 16, 2018 11:43 am
Back in the day, you walked up hill both ways, and no one bitched and moaned about "privilege." And if you wanted a dildo, you didn't just go down to The Pleasure Hut or whatever. Sex stores off the highway? Are you MAD!?!?!! Back in the day, you had to go into the forest, and find a big ol' hunk of wood. And you took that hunk of wood back to your house, and you hid that hunk of wood from your parents. And when your dad was at work, and your mom was at book club, you snuck into your dad's woodshop and you carved that piece of wood. you started with the table saw, and rounded off the edges with the belt sander. If needed, you would have to bust out the dremel. And you carved that dildo. And it took time. You damn kids, you don't know anything about blood sweat and tears. And once you carved that wooden penis, you needed to make sure to SAND THE SHIT OUT OF IT. No one wants a splinter in their woo-ha. Have you ever sat there, for 10 hours, sanding a wooden dildo, in your dads woodshop, that you weren't supposed to be in, while your dad was at work, and your mom at book club? I DON'T THINK SO. And then after you sanded that wooden penis into a smooth, useable object, you had to lacquer it, and possibly apply a coat of varnish safe for insertion. Nowadays you damn kids and your purple dildos. You just go to Bob's Crank Shaft and walk out with 14 purple dildos. And you're talking about the privilege and the boppity and the bloopity and the beep and the boop. When I met my wife, I didn't just go down to Tom's Rubber Tackle Shack and walk out with one of them magic vibrato things. No sir! I cut that out and sanded it down, in my woodshop. Damn kids.
is this like chapter 2 page 7 of your memoirs? Because I know you are not making this story up.
You're new to the interwebz, aren't you?