pain as an instructor

[diggerdog]

Are there any devices out there you can use to inflict severe bodily damage to any wrong move in the golf swing? I recently observed an unruly dog neighbor of mine-twice he crossed the invisible fence buried in his yard, and today, he knows the property boundry like a surveyor.

I was thinking along the lines of some sort of piercing spike, or maybe even a shock collar, administered by a certified Machine instructor.

Ya'll think I'm kidding.

I gotta try something different.

 

[mjstrong]

desperate times...

Call for desperate measures? I know that Sam Torrence's father used to grab his hair in a death grip so that any head movement would hurt like heck. Sorry, I don't know of any specific devices.

 

[Tom Bartlett]

'The Crotch Hook'

I think it was a hat with a string attached and a hook at the other end. If you picked your head up during the swing....

 

[Brian Manzella]

I would love to come to the ATL...

...and perform an emergency junk-ectomy on your stroke pattern, Mr. Way.

Just call me, and I'll be on the plane.

 

[cmartingolf]

Not pain, but embarrasment

An old friend of mine, Oswald Drawdy, was working with a coach in the Atlanta area that had some kind of infrared light system set up. If you broke plane on the back swing, the ball would fall away from the tee and you couldn't hit it... Some of you may know the teacher I'm talking about, I can't remember his name.

 

[diggerdog]

I forget the name of the place, but it is in the building Arthur Blank is in. The instructor of note there was Kelnhoffer(?) of Charles "Too Much Lag" Howell fame. I went one day, and, yes, the ball would disappear for a variety of moving violations, and, I swear, you would feel like Charlie Brown when that Lucy Beyotch would snatch the football away as CB went to kick it.

I would prefer a cattle prod in the nether-regions, but that's just me.

 

[Spike]

I forget the name of the place, but it is in the building Arthur Blank is in. The instructor of note there was Kelnhoffer(?) of Charles "Too Much Lag" Howell fame. I went one day, and, yes, the ball would disappear for a variety of moving violations, and, I swear, you would feel like Charlie Brown when that Lucy Beyotch would snatch the football away as CB went to kick it.

I would prefer a cattle prod in the nether-regions, but that's just me.

I think there are places in Berlin that can accomodate your desires.