Every golfer has a weak point in their game. If you asked, I am sure many would have several…..I know I do. This being the case, we develop other skills to protect against our weaknesses and hopefully are smart enough to manage our golf shots protect our overall golf score. Unfortunately there are days when no matter what we do or how which plan we use that day, nothing seems to help. That is when the chink in our golf armour really shines through like a beacon of light in a dark room.
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Attitude Is Everything When Playing Golf

I realize I have said this a thousand times at The Grateful Golfer; but something happened the other day that I just had to share. It reinforced my view that attitude is key to shooting low golf scores. If you read my previous posts, I broke par for the first time this year. It was a marvelous game and something that was noteworthy for my 2020 golf season.
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I finally broke par in 2020. Yesterday I shot a 1 under par 70. It was a solid round where I struck the ball better than any other round this year. My round was comfortable and seemed easy right from the first swing. I was over the moon to play a solid round with no major errors.
Continue readingWhen Amazing Things Happen On The Golf Course
After 45+ years of playing golf, I witnessed something last Wednesday that I never seen before. It was an amazing feat of golf prowess that if I did not see it, I would never have believed it. It am grateful I was able to be apart of history in the making!
Continue readingEvery Shot Counts During Every Round
I do not know about you, but I believe that every shot is important during all my rounds of golf. At any given time, on shot can turn your great round into a good round, into an average round, into a poor round. It really depends on how poorly we actually hit a ball. This happened to me during my last round where two bad swings resulted in a three over par round. Just two poor swings!
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