With these corrections, I started some slow-motion swings, watching what my wrists did, and what I saw also needed some correction. Instead of maintaining wristcock, I was dropping my wrists and virtually dragging the club to the ball. That probably accounted for all my mishits, the skulled balls and sharp slices. Keeping the angle between my wrists and the club, I started to feel what Tom Bertrand means when he describes Hogan’s Secret, the turning of the left elbow “level left” toward the left hip. There is no hand action at all, just a very controlled clubhead arc out to the ball and then around the left leg, exactly what you want.
This new movement made sense to me. I could still get the slinging swing and, in addition, a much more accurate clubhead path to the ball; Already, I had the sense that the mass of the clubhead was hitting the ball squarely. The greater swing path accuracy would take care of the skulling balls and scuffing the mat that were plaguing me. With these new swing ideas in mind, I started hitting practice balls again, very deliberately and with moderate clubhead speed.
I could see the improvement right away. After a couple dozen swings and the growing sense of hitting the ball really solidly, it was time to try out my modified slinging swing on the Callaway practice balls.
This Callaway session was very gratifying. The swing modifications seemed solid. I hit the ball consistently well, skulling only a couple and no disastrous slices. My wrists firmly cocked, the club handle in the firm Hogan grip, I was able to hit toward my target again and again (see video below). Many times, I hit straight out, but I learned what to do in order to draw the ball. The practice went so well that, near the end, I decided to try a controlled fade. Addressing the ball as I remembered how to make this shot—stance slightly open, but still aiming at the target—I hit a shot, a beauty, high and fading just right. I couldn’t have asked for more. Just to make sure, I tried three more. All were acceptable. Then, to seal the deal, I tried three draws. All fine—right at the target, pulling right to left. I couldn’t have been more gratified. I felt as though I could go out on the course right then and there.
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