If there is someone who should have a blog, or at least a weekly column, it’s Leon! Thanks. I could not have said this better!!!
(Maybe shorter: “TRUST THE DRILLS”, but not better!)
By Leon Leggett
Since you can’t blog for a while with your new job I wrote one for you……
Pete, I was thinking about your leaving me all alone on the driving range today.
How am I going to handle this…..no Pete to call for an emergency secession, no Pete to tell me how great I am hitting the ball, no Pete to say stand on your head and point your left foot toward the big dipper close one eye make a deeper turn and hit it…..okay not all of the last part is true! You have never asked me to stand on my head and hit a golf ball. After my panic attack started to subside, it took four cold beers in the grill with Andy Burch, it occurred to me that there may be a way for me to survive…..I might be able to do this even though Pete abandoned me.
How you ask am I going to do this? It came to me while I was thinking about my summer, and what a great summer it was! Qualified and played in the Rice Planters Amateur, and didn’t finish last. I finished second in the Club Championship, and had the low round of the tournament. I won the Roger McManus Four-Ball with Bruce. I played very good in the Wando Cup taking all of my matches to the 18th hole. As great as my golf summer was my summer at work has been tough. I have spent more time working this year than I have in a long time. The economy has made it hard on someone that owns a construction related company. With every thing in the world going on at work I didn’t have as much time to practice golf. I have never played in as many tournaments without working out with my teacher as I did this year. Part of my routine for preparing for tournament play includes range time with the teacher and lots of range time alone. Even if I am playing great I still want the teacher to tell me how great I am hitting it, as we all have heard 80% of golf is played between the ears. Plus I love lessons. If Tiger, Ernie, and Phil take their teacher to tournaments and get lessons all the time I should too. So, how am I going to survive with out my Pete fix? Well I kind of already have. You see this summer I was so busy I had to trust what Pete had taught me! I didn’t have time to get the usual work and confidence I long for before each tournament. Before the Rice Planters Pete watched me hit balls before each round during my warm up. Only to say it looked good He probably watched me hit 10 balls each day. Yeah, I noticed it was only 10 ball and wanted more, hours more. Before the Club Championship Pete didn’t even watch me warm up. He had to “work”…..I was crushed. Then I didn’t get to hit a single range ball for 8 days leading up to the Roger McManus. It was held at another course so there was no chance for Pete to work his magic on my swing. Then came the Wando Cup Pete was packing…..packing it in on me it felt like. But once again I did the drills on my own before the round and some after but, no lessons or range time before the matches. Once again I lived through it and I played GREAT!
So, I came the conclusion that if I just keep doing the drills and keep hearing Pete in my little brain saying…..turn a little deeper….soften those arms……give me a nice level finish….and…….stand on your head and point your left foot toward the big dipper close one eye make a deeper turn and hit it. I will survive and I will keep playing good golf. It won’t be as much fun with out Pete there by my side on the range, but it will still be fun!
Thanks Pete for a great summer and for the all good shots that are still to come!