For two days Frank and I worked on a few small things and he looked better than I have ever seen him. Even when he was winning.
He shows up today aiming right of Rush Limbaugh. Not good for a cut. I told his caddy to stay on his ass because he disagreed with me.
He bogied 10 (fist hole) like a 15 handicap. He “salvaged” par on the easy par 5 11th. Heard his caddy say, “remember what Monte said about aiming right.”
He looked at me, I gave him the bird. He aimed 15 feet left on the par 3 12th, hit it 12 feet and made birdie.
Frank is special…lol
Edit 1-three birdies in a row. The third on what was the hardest hole last year.





So Frank should be aiming more to the left? I think I’ve heard you say that before. I think it was to me several times last Saturday. You’re right, it works. No more hooks:)
The way you write about your guys relationship is hilarious. Reminds me of my brothers and I. I don’t want to know anything about the “fist hole”. 🙂
Fist hole? I usually have to pay extra for that.
Set up to the ball wrong and your chances of hitting a good shot aproach nil. Set up correctly and a barely passable swing will get you a good result.
Flipped him the bird, that’s pretty funny.
I told you to tell Frank about alignment. Everything else will then fall into place.
Funny how that works.
Any tips on how to align? Hips feet shoulders etc
My first run with ” the ball” will be tomorrow morning at 0630. No pink ones on the shelf on Okinawa, but Im sure the guys will still get a kick out of seeing the box strategically place on my push cart!