…Well, there are some options here:
-The Putt. We all know you drive for show, but putt for dough. Dave Pelz says that the 50-50 line for a putt is somewhere around six feet out. And even a three-footer isn’t automatic. So, if a putt is longer than three feet, success looks like leaving it inside a 3-foot radius circle. Hmmmn.
But, there’s the drive:
-In a moment of rare clarity I muttered something once that “It’s hard to scream with the Eagles and chirp with the Birdies when you’re in the woods scratching with the squirrels looking for your tee ball.” I think I was taking stock of Chigger bites after attempting to find Robin Hood, err…tee balls all day.
-Of course, there’s the approach. But, it turns out the pros miss a third of those on average. Nonetheless, it’s hard to make Birdie putts from the bunker.
-It can’t be a sand shot…how many of those can one have in a round? Ok, how many SHOULD one have in a round. More than four?
-Which leads to my candidate: The Chip.
I had a good round the other day on a tough tract in the rain and the wind and on purely saturated ground. Greens were still fast, though. Hit only 5 greens and shot an 80. Six out of eight chips were gimmes. 27 putts. It literally made the round. 75% is the number I see for Tour Pros on those shots. I’m not sure I’ve ever had 75% success on chips before…but, I could get used to it in a hurry.
In fact, I’ve been a dreadful chipper of the ball for years. So much so that I talked Chuck into using me for the guinea pig at the Williamsburg Clinic. It’s slowly gotten better. But, last Saturday was the breakthrough…or at least a welcomed spike in performance.
The approach was simple: “See the shot, make sure to turn. (as opposed to wristing it)” I wouldn’t chip it until I ‘saw’ it. The two I missed were because the ball reacted differently than I thought it would, but the ball and flight were right where I wanted them. That’s golf. I made notes in case I run into those shots again.
One of Chuck’s videos talks about a “no-brainer chip.” I never had one of those until last Saturday. Literally “No-brain.” See it, Chip it…score. Just like putting.