To strike a 3 iron with the fullness and solidity of a driver, a fairway wood or a hybrid, is like reaching out and touching the face of God.
And the golf gods love to do this to you once or twice every 18 holes. In the middle of a truly epically horrid round, they will reach down and guide the head of your club so that it strikes the ball with the very dead center heart of the sweet spot, and the ball, lingers on the club face for just a millisecond longer than it does on a crap shot, and as it lingers, it absorbs all of the kinetic energy created by your swing, causing the ball to implode then explode off the club face, and start low, and gently but very quickly climb to its cruising altitude, and do so with a discernible fade (as, of course, you intended), and land on the green either delicately as if an angel placed it on the putting surface, OR, drop down with a tremendous thud causes by the aerodynamic forces your perfect strike exerted upon the dimpled face of the ball, spinning it backwards with such intensity, you can see the little burnout marked it leaves in it's path as it draws back towards the hole, coming to rest about 2ยฝ feet from birdie tap in that has eluded you all day — a point of frustration that gave you to seriously contemplate giving up the game and taking up fly fishing or paleontology or binge drinking, but that now, having had a taste of the game the way it should be played, if only you'd put in the time and practice the 3 iron from 210 out, learning how to run it up to the green or knock it past the hole and place more spin the a curve ball pitcher can put on a whiffle ball in the middle of an hurricane.
And so you think maybe you're being a little hasty in your decision to quit this beautiful sport and how, even at the age of 64, you'll be able to shave 10 points off your handicap once you take retirement and put all your attention in your game, and who knows, maybe qualify for a Senior PGA event…
Then, still buoyed by that magnificent approach, mentally calculating what a new set is clubs and a handful of lessons from the club pro will cost you, as well as financing your decision to stop using crappy balls you find in the woods, and strictly use Titleist Pro-V Ones
All kidding aside is there a better feeling than that 1in a ? iron shot? Especially when 6 iron on back to the 2 iron. You hit a whistling 2 that goes straight and flighted just right with a bit of a draw or a fade that's like crack. Trouble is there is always the next shot. So the immediate euphoria lasts just a few seconds, but the memory…..I still recall those shots at 72 that I hit at 17-18.
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The realest part of this whole video is the end. Canโt count the times Iโve had to talk friends out of calling their ex girlfriends ๐
Only thing this guy has flushed is a toilet.
Now imagine getting a hole in one.
I am good with my irons. Itโs my driver I canโt figure out
Ugh…
Lol
I gotta get better at my golf game. This seems like changing!
Hes still getting milk. Dw…he's not gonna be back anytime soon.
Hahaha, "he's not up here"
"Oh, he's not up here." Made me feel so bad for his character.lol๐คฃ
I don't play golf. The writing in these skits is phenomenal. I thought you guys were on strike?
Best lightning zprotection in a thunderstorm, as not even God can hit a one iron.
The queen quote is the only believable one
These people are so funny!
Thatโs literally facts
This is actually how I feel when I hit that perfect shot. Ready for my tour card.
Yep, thatโs about how it goes. Lol
This is St Andreโs best skit so far IMO.
Jesus loves youโค๏ธโค๏ธ
Oh, this is not what i thought….
I had to call a plumber when i did it.
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"Oh, He's not up here" lol๐๐
Still had to three-putt it! ๐
This is awesome! Next time I flush one I will look to the sky!! Lol
You 100% have the best golf shorts on YT. Comedic gold and immediate sub – brilliant work to you all.
To strike a 3 iron with the fullness and solidity of a driver, a fairway wood or a hybrid, is like reaching out and touching the face of God.
And the golf gods love to do this to you once or twice every 18 holes. In the middle of a truly epically horrid round, they will reach down and guide the head of your club so that it strikes the ball with the very dead center heart of the sweet spot, and the ball, lingers on the club face for just a millisecond longer than it does on a crap shot, and as it lingers, it absorbs all of the kinetic energy created by your swing, causing the ball to implode then explode off the club face, and start low, and gently but very quickly climb to its cruising altitude, and do so with a discernible fade (as, of course, you intended), and land on the green either delicately as if an angel placed it on the putting surface, OR, drop down with a tremendous thud causes by the aerodynamic forces your perfect strike exerted upon the dimpled face of the ball, spinning it backwards with such intensity, you can see the little burnout marked it leaves in it's path as it draws back towards the hole, coming to rest about 2ยฝ feet from birdie tap in that has eluded you all day — a point of frustration that gave you to seriously contemplate giving up the game and taking up fly fishing or paleontology or binge drinking, but that now, having had a taste of the game the way it should be played, if only you'd put in the time and practice the 3 iron from 210 out, learning how to run it up to the green or knock it past the hole and place more spin the a curve ball pitcher can put on a whiffle ball in the middle of an hurricane.
And so you think maybe you're being a little hasty in your decision to quit this beautiful sport and how, even at the age of 64, you'll be able to shave 10 points off your handicap once you take retirement and put all your attention in your game, and who knows, maybe qualify for a Senior PGA event…
Then, still buoyed by that magnificent approach, mentally calculating what a new set is clubs and a handful of lessons from the club pro will cost you, as well as financing your decision to stop using crappy balls you find in the woods, and strictly use Titleist Pro-V Ones
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Great video..yall Crack me up..
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Tiger is an ass
All kidding aside is there a better feeling than that 1in a ? iron shot? Especially when 6 iron on back to the 2 iron. You hit a whistling 2 that goes straight and flighted just right with a bit of a draw or a fade that's like crack. Trouble is there is always the next shot. So the immediate euphoria lasts just a few seconds, but the memory…..I still recall those shots at 72 that I hit at 17-18.
Awesome ๐
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10/10
Iโm not YO HEAD LOOK LIKE A FOOTBALL
Very well done!
Can't be real, no way is the queen up there.
Is that Adam Hawk, ex-executive producer of the Jim Rome Show?
Lol๐
Im going to ring Sarah ๐
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"You kiss weird" that killed me.
This channel is everything I need. ๐
Best bit ever!
Take all this, add the sound of cracking a cold beer on a loop, and the birds singing the song from Caddyshack.
…and he hit a Titleist.
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