New Sticks

"Husband: one who is sorry he did it, but would undoubtedly do it again."

        - H. L. Mencken (1880 - 1956)

About a week ago when I was in the N.C. mountains playing golf,one of my friends allowed me to play nine holes with his new TaylorMade RAC irons.  I fell in love with them almost immediately because I hit them so well.  All of a sudden my 6-year-old Callaways seemed like what was wrong with my golf game.

As so many duffers like me are prone to believe, I thought I'd found the "secret."  This feeling usually lasts until shortly after you've paid for the new equipment and played a couple of holes with it.  Then you realize for about the 1000th time that maybe the problem with your game is not the clubs but how you're swinging them. 

Knowing all this, I began to shop anyway.  The local golf stores wanted an arm and a leg to set me up with the new gear, so in desperation I checked in with EBay.  I found a seller there who had exactly what I wanted and his price was 30% less than the best price I could find here.  With great excitement, I pressed the "Buy Now" button.

UPS delivered the clubs this afternoon and I went out with the wife to play nine holes with them.  I couldn't wait to re-experience all those solid shots in the mountains, you see.  Unfortunately, my score was 4 shots higher than what I shot with my old clubs yesterday. 

Possibly, this is just a temporary problem that will straighten itself out with a little practice.  Maybe they have to be broken in like a new car before they work real well.  Or maybe...   

I wonder why the wife is looking over her book at me like that?